"It was my birthday on the Friday and the day started with Havana Club straight, warm tins of beer, sauages and beans, mutiple pints of pear cider before a strange meeting with a certain Jonny Tourette much loved front of the famous or infamous band Towers of London. My cousin Barry and Conor and I were shouting 'Seamus ! Seamus!' at him before he came over for a chat . His dad it seems was called Jimmy, so he thought we were badmouthing his father. Anyway he smiled for a photograph and went on his merry way. He seemed a nice fellow and so did the two young blondes accompanying him." From Oliver Kearney, Fallowfield, Manchester.