Pete- I have spent the last 20 years wondering how the hell you are!
If you search round the site here, you'll find my recollections of you ringing me on the occasional Saturday evening, saying that you were on your way round with your box and to have a blank C90 at the ready! Miss those days, I have to say.
I also dumped the psychopath of a girlfriend I had (you know who I mean), just a week after you and I last met (Feb 1987 - jeez!), and am now happily married to a real sweetie!
If it hadn't been for you Pete, I wouldn't have got to know friends like Lucy (now back in touch I'm pleased to say!), Matt Harley, Pete Crampton and Paul Merrett (now a TV chef). You've been an all-round top man - memories of us stealing lollipops from the Little Chef in Aldershot, listening to your latest purchases round my mum's flat, and the occasional farting contest all come to mind.
Drop me a line to let me know how you're doing - can't wait to catch up with you!
All the best,
Gene Robertson
PS - even my tache and hair have now gone!