Memories of what I did and what I saw until I settled down. Nobody appears to have read any of it so far, so no-one's likely to be offended by what they read. It's only online as I've already lost two volumes to hard disk failure. The people, times, places and initials are all genuine. So's their behaviour.
Monday, 7 March 2011
September 1988 - July 1989: Introduction
I'll get around to writing more fully about this year, but it started with an electric love-shock, a hedonistic high I don't think I'll ever experience again (nor want to, probably), an abyssal disappointment, then a fortuitous encounter in Vienna followed by a seemingly wasted trip to Hamburg and a triumphant return to the UK which lasted all of seven days. I loved this year, it had everything to get every brand, colour and consistency of juice flowing, and flow they did. I'll never forget this particular year, my springboard to what really mattered.
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