Whilst looking for DRB's interview piece with Wilko I came across this
excellent description of the MOALM.
At this rate I'll be reposting Chantelle!
The Age of innocence which we shared with DRB...
Reply-To: John Lee
To: leeds-uni...@vax.ox.ac.uk (Non Receipt Notification Requested)
Subject: LU: Ideal Gnome Exhibition??
Well, some well-documented and thoroughly entertaining accounts of the
London revelries have reached the list so far, and here's my judgement on
the carrying on!
Seeing Leeds get stuffed at Rugby League to Bradford Balls wasn't an
ideal starter for ten but bugger it, I had beer to drink so off I popped
into the Pontefract Castle (couldn't resist it - crap inside though -
it's on Wigmore St) for a couple prior to meeting Betty & assorted
liggers from his past, and Nick and his missus who go to't matches with
me in the Moon and 6d on Wardour Street. Ted Heaton and co were `doing
Soho' and left just before I got there which was a bit of a bugger! I had
a quick and unsuccessful look for them, but the best offer I got was from
some rain-coated up ponce asking me if I wanted to see a good show! After
colourfully informing him that he wasn't my type it was back to the Moon
and 6d. After watching a peculiar little theatrical bloke in long black
coat, black hat and `actor' characteristics shuffling around watching us,
charas were ordered as the by now beered-up posse headed for the MOALM.
Bloody hell, it was in a match-box crammed with all manner of wierdos!
Sat at the door was Roger `wanna buy a used car guv' Goodairs mate Bob
Holness, swearing like shite and leering over Becks! Everywhere I went
this pissed up student appeared, trying to cadge free photocopies from
the library - Jesus, Graham White - how sad are you when you're pissed???
And then appeared a gnome - a big gnome admittedly, but it was a gnome in
a 450 year old little hat - and it was a pissed gnome too!! I turned
round "So can you sort me out any free photocopies then??" nagged the
swaying stude! Nick was chuckling away - he'd spotted the luvvie actor!
It was madness really - God, I even spoke to James Lundon, who like most
of the people who sometimes talk a load of clap was a pretty decent
geezer. "Look at the f***ing state of that f***ing hat you scruffy
f***ing b**tard" - who else could it be but Bradfords answer to Roger
Mellie, Mr Goodair himself, done up like a butchers dog and sniffing
round the 50 year old landlady all night!! Aye, we saw you, don't worry,
you dirty get!!
Top blokes were everywhere - Muckshifter and the Wakey boys - Christ you
lot stood out - you looked normal!! And of course, all round Gods
fanatic Vic Appelian, Ham Sandwich, Padraig, Gav - God, nearly everyone
except Nige Kinder who I couldn't catch up with all night and was
genuinely pissed off that I didn't see him. The post pub singing to the
miserable twat of a neighbour who called the rozzers was highly amusing
and then it was...
The curry experience was wierd - I was sat opposite this big gnome!!!
Some Southern softies started spouting on about Rugby UNION - I ask you!!
Then they tried singing - I've seen more attitude in a Nottinghamshire
miner! Vic and me grabbed a cab with some cheery Cockney wanker, who
once he'd dropped Vic off didn't have a clue where he was - I got out on
Bond St and walked - knowledge my arse!! A swiftie in the hotel bar then
it was Sky Sports all night, unaccompanied by my attention!
11:57 Sunday and I was in the Constitution - the San Miguel was flowing
and three hours later so was I. I have to say that the 10 minute train
ride to Wembley was THE highlight of the weekend - ace singing, Boococks
CIA trained brother looking menacingly on, Voice, DRB and me hollering
like there was no tomorrow ( and many of us wished there hadn't been) and
in the midst of it all one old lady and a couple reading trying to ignore
us - peach! Oh, and Dave, one of Betty's mates accompanying us with a
mouth organ - bizarre! Had to walk right through the Villa fans and
everyone was in good spirits - a joint rendition of "If you hate Man Utd
clap your hands" getting universal approval!
Post match back in the Moon and 6d and there was Vic, Ted H and the Tad
Four, and a couple of Loiners as depressed as it gets. But a few drinks
and a good Italian later (cheers Vic!) and it was all smiles - who am I
kidding, I was still mightily depressed!
Anyway, the point is that there are some good people on this list and
whilst Sunday was profoundly depressing the get-togethers made sure some
of the weekends memories will be good ones! Guy has been thanked by
others and I'll add mine to them - cheers, it was an excellent night!
Football - eh, it's a ba
