I’ve got alopecia now, meaning i’m bald top to toe. I look back at photos like this with a grimace. Walked around not being able to see past my fringe for about 2 weeks before my Mum made me get a haircut…
In the front row, towards the left of the picture, is a denim-clad young man with a walking stick round his neck. He’s quite famous now (OK, that is one fuck of an understatement). Can anyone hazard a guess as to his identity?
Ukrainian haha - I see what you did there. However, surely the jury must be mostly concerned with the fact that yoof Pap is not only sporting a mullet worthy of intense ridicule, but he has only gone and tucked in his Maiden T-shirt into his stonewasheds… and he looks to be carrying a tan leather jacket as well… I hope he is ashamed!
OK not school, but University - 1991 second year aged 21/22
And me in the classic indie band pose … still mates with all thes eguys after 25 years
For anyone into guitars - that is a Rickenbacker 660/12 TP Tom Petty Signature that cost me 2 years student loan (what student loans were invented for imho) that I stupidly sold in 2004… bollocks… it was number 34/1000 and the first one that arrive in the UK in the spring of '91
In the front row, towards the left of the picture, is a denim-clad young man with a walking stick round his neck. He’s quite famous now (OK, that is one fuck of an understatement). Can anyone hazard a guess as to his identity?
Colin Firth? Looks a bit like him
Yes, Colin Firth it most certainly is. Good spot sir.
In the front row, towards the left of the picture, is a denim-clad young man with a walking stick round his neck. He’s quite famous now (OK, that is one fuck of an understatement). Can anyone hazard a guess as to his identity?
Wow. Life in the 70s was hard. No one looks a day under 40 in those photos. Weird.
Something to do with the hair and clothes, perhaps. I started drinking in pubs at the tender age of fifteen, and the first time I was ever challenged about my age was six years later (and even then they didn’t ask for id). By that time my hair was short and my looks distinctly more youthful.
Then again, underage drinking happened a lot more back then. I can remember getting served in the Grantham Arms when wearing school uniform.
Fuckin’ Roy of The Rover’s boots mate. Prior to those I had a pair of signed Stanley Matthews boots. He used to advertise for the Co-op and he came to the shop in St Mary’s Road in the '50s and my dad, who worked there got me a signed picture. I’d rather have had a Don Roper signed picture (look him up)