Sixth night, visitors from out of town, things picking up.

Fifth night, slow start, better finish. This was the way with these kinda nights – it was rarely busy all night.

The fourth night of tcf at the West Riding. Back to just me again, and maybe by this point there was already evidence of widening tastes.

The third week, and it was my first guest DJ joining me, tanurai from Sheffield. Something I found important with my nights was to ensure that other people were involved, to widen the musical palate a little, and even to discover new music.