Talking of Richard Domar, a trip in the early nineties that I wasn,t on, my mate Gaz Simon, Pete and Mick were somewhere in Philly, Gaz had designated everyone an area to cover with a fine tooth pick so to speak, "no stone unturned" we used to say, Richard Domar walked in and started looking himself, obviously, conversation started, niceties etc, all he was talking about was getting out of there and going to see the latest Ninja Turtles film that was showing to the extent of being unbearable, apparently he was quite condescending and had no crack, anyway, after a couple of hours Domar pulled a record out and started chuckling to himself, "oh look, Metros-Since I found my baby on an issue" he gloated, "foynd of the daay" he kept repeating as he went to pay for his finds, steam coming out of Gaz,s ears by now, even after paying and on his way out "foynd of the daay" he gloated. As soon as the door shut Gaz went ballistic with the other 2 "how the f--k did you 2 useless b------s miss that" he ranted as a full blown out shouting inquest was held. Sounds like an annoying fella, and Richard Domar
Kev