tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17510864.post2300486968245739302..comments2008-11-13T21:17:05.642ZHelen McCookerybookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10997428723795124462helen_mccookerybook@yahoo.co.ukBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17510864.post-68083445314012547972008-11-13T21:17:00.000Z2008-11-13T21:17:00.000ZOh, I forgot; I also payed off a fifth of the huge tax bill, by working in a factory making badges! Probably tax on money that I never even got anyway, but you know how that goes.<BR/><BR/>Zoot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17510864.post-63443568275326734572008-11-13T20:54:00.000Z2008-11-13T20:54:00.000ZHi Helen,<BR/><BR/>I went to art school; Ravensbourne, in Kent. I'm a graphic designer again now, in New York. I was never really a very proper musician: I bought an old sax for 20 quid in the Swap Shop in Croydon that came with "The First Step in playing the Saxophone", but never really got past page 3. Still got my old Chefs singles, I was singing "Thrush" to myself just the other day! I've been enjoying your blog since I found it yesterday.<BR/><BR/>All the best,<BR/><BR/>Zoot Alors!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17510864.post-73691192267887695402008-07-16T09:47:00.000+01:002008-07-16T09:47:00.000+01:00Ah, the hole in the van floor was probably just an exciting fib, then! What a shame!<BR/>I don't think Zoot was from the art college- I went there, but maybe he was after my time. A mystery.<BR/>I remember seeing Dick in his uniform on Lewes station platform once. The printers were awful and deserve their own posting, if I haven't done it already. Rural Sussex was thronging with National Front people- Kate Hayes told me about being burned on the arm with a cigarette once.<BR/>And the perspex guitar- well, that was the first time I ever met the Piranhas. At that time, they wore policeman suits. It was at a gig upstairs at the Resource Centre, before they properly opened up the vault for gigs. H McCAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17510864.post-47844057837918129642008-07-16T08:54:00.000+01:002008-07-16T08:54:00.000+01:00I sent this to John, who writes 'Lovely to hear Helen's reminiscenses - and a lot of it is news to me - about Dick and his printing job, for instance. But a few misrememberings. It was me that went to Sussex, not Zoot - he went to art college, I think. And he wasn't that 'proper' a musician! Hole in the van to wee out of... no no no - I remember driving the roadies mad with our frequent piss stops. The perspex guitar was borrowed for one gig - which I can't remember much about because I played it under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs.'Pete Chrispnoreply@blogger.com