I have a recollection of us going down in a limo and being "papped" by Wembley Conference Centre as they thought we were Five arriving for a gig. We took the piss with me waving just a hand from our tinted window before getting a round of fucks from the snappers when I popped my head out of the sun roof.We also got a curry, with plates and cutlery for the trip back from a place up the top of the Hangar Lane gyratory.I was asleep for the last hour home.