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                                                         JUST A FEW PHOTO'S FROM FAIRLY IMPORTANT JUNCTURES IN MY LIFE.

(No responsibility will be admitted for nightmares, or bouts of vomiting that are induced by viewing this, or any other page that has my face on it. In fact, if you print a couple off and stand them on the mantlepiece, it's guaranteed to keep the bairns away from the fire.)

15 years old, Hofner Artist Bass, Dead Caterpillar on top lip! My first "Resident Band" Gig. My Dad had just taken delivery of his new Premier "Sparkle" kit, but he's off camera.

Where did the time go? The Guitarist is Jens Dad. (Vocalist in Alcatraz House Band/The Karma Heart). Six years on from the top picture, and I've still got that fucking old Bass! The photo was taken one week before I bought my first Fender Precision.

                                  Back "on the road" after my thumb healed, with Wishblowin' Ash. Guess which Pub?

Onstage at Newcastle City Hall with Black Rose. Waited all those years to play it, then on the day, my wireless transmitter fucked up, and the biggest guitar lead we had was only 5 metres long, so I was stuck on one side of the stage all frigging night.

                   They let me go home to recuperate after the Back Op, so Worlass got a chance to snatch this photo before the Nurse came round to take the staples out.      

                                                                        The First Thumb Implant, just after the stitches were taken out.                

                                                                                      The second attempt. Thank fuck this one worked!

                                    Six weeks after the Tendon and nerve repair Op. That'll teach me to be more careful fitting bloody toilets!

 Post-Throat Op. (Skinny old twat.) It was great being able to eat again after six months, so I fucking PILED the weight back on.     My hair eventually grew back in as well, which I must admit, I was pleased about. I didn't enjoy being a baldy old twat.

                        The Panthers. This was in Wardley Legion for their "Rock Night". VERY appreciative audience! Thanks to Phil for the posh pictures.

                             The Black Rose "Comeback" Gig at The Three Tuns. The bloody big fan behind my head was a Godsend-it was like an oven in there!

                                                                                          On Stage with Hoooooook, Black Rose's new Plank Spanker.