personally i'd go back to 1989, the first year i left home - went out with maxine owen, the fittest girl our school had ever seen, passed my a-levels at a canter, enjoyed a heatwave summer sitting on my @rse on the beach doing f*ck all, had a fantastic holiday in spain and rekindled a love affair from the year before with a truly utterly dreamy spanish girl (still in touch now, ssshh don't tell the missus


so when would you bunch of reprobates and ne'r do wells go back to and why? let's have yer stories....