CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 31 The Remotes’ long-awaited Wembley show was scheduled for a Saturday in mid-June. I arrived around six. The first support act was due on stage at seven, the next one an hour later and the headliners at nine. Gary had sorted me out with a ticket as well as a VIP pass. After careful security checks, the amused-looking security guards eventually let me through. They were probably amused because I was dressed in a short denim skirt and they thought I was going to try and pull one of the band members, and I couldn’t blame them for their thinking. The truth was that it was a very hot day, and the skirt had seemed a sensible solution. This time, security was better informed and guided me straight into the room where the band was waiting. Jamie, Mick and Alex sat around a round table
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