Call the doctor

It was unexpected but indeed for the best when what seemed to be one normal Tuesday night in August 2008, Patti Hart was swept up from her pathetic slab of a mattress situated in small town Wellington, New Zealand to the UK by a bunch of hooligan music nerds. They had calculated what had to be and that was for Patti to make ends meet with talented musical seamstress, Rob Hallworth.

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…