Tom Hathaway

Yep. The local in the city for ten glorious years. Centre of the universe throughout the eighties and sadly butchered by some little company exec twerp in a Daffy Duck tie and braces with a 'brilliant idea' for a theme. Pete was indeed the last of a handful of tenants in town until he was finally squeezed out by the brewers' (painful!) obscene rent hikes. I did prefer the place before all day boozing attracted a host of ringers in each day; prior to this, you could go down there without bothering to call anyone up, because you could guarantee to know the whole pub whenever you walked in, and

Hiya Mick, Jono B, Caz and Dave and Beef and all and whoever I've missed, While I'm here I might as well give you an update in case you think I've disappeared into a blizzard or summat. The next project (Full Chicken Jacket) is about halfway through now. I was hoping for a September release, but it's a far bigger prospect than FBJ and I did suffer a minor six month falling off the wagon when a schoolmate snuffed it just before Xmas. Now trying for spring release, while the people I write about are still alive to read it. Unlike previous tragicomedy, this one is total wild nutter humour - no

Very sorry indeed to hear of Ann's passing. Great loss to both her family and the World. Very warm friendly and sensible lady. Sorry I couldn't pay my respects sooner, but it's been a while and I forgot my all pass codes. It's always the good ones, aint it? Hathaway