Sorry to bang on about The Keatons so extensively this evening. But during this re-assembling of my past (which is, I imagine, an activity more normally associated with someone who has recently learned that they're suffering from a terminal illness) I've got dates for nearly all the gigs we ever did.

I came along on gig 60, joined the band properly around gig 69, and soldiered through until the end of the list – though they did do more after I left, careering down a Portisheady route, and indeed soldier on in a very different but no less Keaton-esque format to this day.

This is of limited interest, but look: we did 95 gigs in 1990. That was my first year at university. How I scraped a 2:2 I'll never know.