RIP Wurz - memories of going down the Marquee Club in London, listening and bopping away to 'Follow The Leaders' by Killing Joke, introducing Corky, falling over at the Embassy Club, dressing to impress at ECT, missing the gig at Newcastle Mayfair due to a 'pain in the cobblers', only to return with a vengeance in a wheelchair at Hammy O! Playing a screaming solo while rehearsing Nothin Up My Sleeve (Babe) at Nomis, eyeing up the ladies and telling the husband (unwittingly) that you wouldn't mind giving her one, doing a Shadows walk across the stage with Lem at Donnington... You were and always will be a diamond geezer and the Cheltenham Sheepshaggers will forever be missing their mascot.