The conte club - copped off with a really fat ugly women who took me back to Eccles and got out all manner of sex toys.
I was then on a stage at Granada studios being squirted with water in the face by sooty (the puppet) in the same clothes I had worn on my night out about 4 hours later haven taken my niece on a trip.
Quite a bizarre 24 hours in my life even by my standards.
Yep me and rammyblues frequented Pips in the 1970's, I want to say 1976 to 79 he may say different. We loved the Bowie/Roxy Music room, and the Punk room, went in the normal disco bit for the last 20 minutes to see if you could pull....lol Pips in Bolton was another we went to and Cranberry Fayre in the middle of the moors somewhere over Darwen/Blackburn way. Happy days but a long time ago.
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