phoenixxblue said:
Ha coincidence! The guy driving our van was a lad called Pete - not really a friend, just an aquaintance. We never even got to sleep in our van, he kicked us out when we got there so we made a fire and kipped round that still fucking freezing like you say, no sleeping bag or fuck all!
Sounds like we clubbed it in the same places round the same time, small world!
That would have been crazy if it was the same van. Small world though. Yeah vans weren't like vans today, no carpets no seats just floor to ceiling metal. Remember getting home on the Sunday morning caked in mud with a red motley crue t shirt which I still have and a Donnington 84 one which my 18yr old daughter wheres now along with my Master of Puppets original tour shirt, there her 2 favourites. I kept them all in great nick and she goes through them and pisses her mates off when she goes out in an original tour shirt.
I'll throw some names at you of the gang I knocked about with, they still meet up at the Grand Central every so often. Rob (Blackley), Vlad (Cheetham Hill), Killer and Georgia, Andy Corbett (Blackley), Ken Pownall (Blackley), H (Proper Red always arguing with him but), Poke (Same as H), Johny Fee, Frannie Fee, Grant(Heywood) , Colin Duffy (RIP) Sarah (Glossop), Dec, Roger and Corinne (Blackley), Taff (Blackley), Shaun (Middleton), Bicer (Harpurhey) and myself Josh. There was loads more of us every week met up, great days just one big family.