Together they would create an extravaganza which would later cause complaints from the neighbours. After coming out of shock therapy Patti suggested wide eyed and eager that a kick ass rhythm section must be born, One that caused goosebumps galore and that triggered even the most rigid-hard nutted crowds to dance and sway……………………………………… In early september when Rob was weeding the garden he came accross a rather unusual exotic plant. He felt the need to nurture and love it unconditionally and after a week the ‘weed’ was reborn into a rather snazzy bass player by the name of Chris Davis.

Later that week Patti was knitting herself a superhero cape when a rather flamboyant knock sounded on the door. when answering a dashing young man was standing wide eyed on the doorstep. He couldn’t seem to stop moving - tapping his trousers like a crack addict and continued to do a little dance as he offered discount vouchers for Asda. Patti asked if he could be a drummer in the greatest pop band of all time. He replied with a simple nod and there John Raferty was born into the mix… Call the Doctor arrived…