Blue sky picture feast from the finest bit of British concrete at the time. I don’t know which makes me smile more at this distance: Davie Philip’s style or the pure-fun aspects of the other two pictures.
It also suddenly strikes me that it’s been a very long time since I’ve been to Livingston and I miss it. Livi was a hugely important place for me in the eighties, alongside Crystal Palace and Harrow: it shaped my notion of skateboarding.
