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This is purely as my dad allowed me control of the dial, back in the days when I didn't fully appreciate his impeccable taste in music. I'm pretty sure this was around 1997, perhaps an away game at Bolton? We lost.... I played the whole six tape cassette pack to and from... Garage Nation 98 was it's name.
Don't knock it till you've tried it. It's a trick borrowed from Caribbean spiced bun, again give that a go. Has to be the cheapest, heavily processed cheese mind. I did have a chocolate hot cross bun the other day and gave myself thrid degree burns retrieving the b@stsrd from the toaster.
My mates's brother once told me that Betty Boo's "doing the do" was about drug consumption.... have no idea but who wouldn't have? Betty Boo, I mean her faux American rapping style wasn't to my taste but come on...
This is exactly what happened to me with Clive Wilson, for a long time I imagined my dad texted me that he left, but then realise that 1995 was before technology existed and in actual fact it was my English teacher/ football coach Mr Wilkes who broke the news to me on the playing fields of Hadleigh High School in Suffolk, I was literally crestfallen... he was a fellow Rangers fan
Always Sir Les.... spent too many mornings on a paperound reading idle speculation and being scared out of my wits, at the thought of him leaving...
Honestly though, the life got sucked out of me when I learned that Clive Wilson had left for spuds... I remember where I was, the approximate time etc etc.
Thank you for sharing that, I enjoyed it immensely. My all time hero and still is, and will always remain so. Wasn't long at all, so captivating apart from the aforementioned, contrived questioning from the two hosts, but I guess that's how it now works. I thought Sir Les was great.
Very nice bloke and unbelievably intelligent. I think i have a knack for these things as about 15 years ago Skinnyman lived in a camper van in the Sobell Centre car park on Hornsey Road, didn't realise at first until I read that the graffiti in the van said Skinnyman. Was walking past one day and sure enough there he was smoking something outside, so my chance encounter with Chester completed my Mud Fam/ Bury Crew or Mudbury if you will experience.
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