Every Friday night i used to go out with my mate from school, a lad called John Ayres who used to live on Halewood Drive in Woolton. We'd always start off at the Gateacre Hotel and then move on to the Black Bull and Bear and Staff. Went to the Brown Cow once but then always gave it a miss for some reason. He was always a bad influence on me and got me into all sorts of scrapes. Complete nutter but a good mate and we had some good times thinking back. Lost touch with him when I finished school, think he joined the RAF and moved away. Funny how these little memories come back to you.