Clark's was our port of call on 05.12.03. Look at that nice moody pic of Big Al (above). And we did turn up at 13.11 actually. Matthew Lowing was cutting a dash (or should that be 'mash'?) in stripes (left) and Richard Locust (right) kept his famous leather jacket on. Who knows what secrets those capacious pockets hold? It has been often rumoured that pie and mash is the perfect preparation for an afternoon assassination by telescopic umbrella.