Around the time of our first gigs … they come back to haunt you, eh?
Bowdon Vale Youth Club. We were definitely finding our way now.
My first passport so we could play in Belgium.
Me and the van on holiday on route to Benidorm … hardly dressed for it?
Bloomin’ heck! This is what a couple of years in a band does to you. Love old glam rock top.
Old Sounds interview. Our first, I think?
European tour again, messing around.
This would have been our digs for the night. Left to right: Steve, Ian, Rob, me, Mark Reeder (an old friend), and Harry DeMac, our English sound guy hiding in the corner.
The Mighty Sarge.
YOU AIN’T COMIN’ IN, DICKHEAD! PISS OFF!
Walthamstow’s Dave Pils gets his gold watch off New Order. A great roadie!
Me and Terry Mason in Tractor Music in Rochdale’s reopening.
Proof we used to get on! YMCA London, I think. Very smart! Steve has gone for cigarettes!
No wonder the Head chased us out! He’s behind you!
In TJ Davidson’s. Mean and moody. Great pic, Kevin.