Really? I’m talking late 99s time. Graham Gold was the resident at the time. I forget the venue name but it was a quick cup of tea in a caf round the corner then off to Sunnyside Up after that then Turnmills I think it was called on Saturday night followed by the full circle on a Sunday afternoon with eyes wide as saucers still for work on Monday morning.
It was like a religion
peach was absolutely brilliant. A girly mate of mine was so off her tits she walked into a wall, broke her nose with blood spewing everywhere but didn’t care we were all having such a good time
No child. I'm talking the second summer of love. 90 to 92.
Although it did really start in 89 but it doesn't count because I wasn't there.