the saturday morning memories that never fade, what were your weekly moments that made you explore the world.

in the 80's i wore grey duo-tone nike tops for breakdancing, jeans and white nikes with the red tick mark. i'd wait patiently at the bus stop, counting my money (less than £5/6) and get onboard and get a return ticket. now anything else i had did not matter. i had the transport keys to the castle of my own destiny.

i'd get into town, which seemed like so far away because of all the stops and head towards two of my favorite places for games. most games were £1.99 came in massive boxes and took an age to load. i also had a thing for picking up imported USA see thru vinyl from my favorite band depeche mode.

on the odd ocassion i'd get a lift my dad would always go to a place "around the corner" while i'd be given £10 to go into the weirdly positioned joke shop right next to the council offices -- the door had a bell sound when entering, the man appeared from behind a curtain.