The Turning Point.
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The Turning Point, Id been a budding guitarist for almost 15 years, but for my job I was a pre-cast concrete erector. Id done this job for nearly 4 years and had been on many different sites and jobs. But none of them would stick in my mind as much as the job on the 28th November 2002. We had to go to Dundee, so that meant leaving early that Thursday morning. I picked the lads up Stevie, Shanker and Johnny at about 3.30am. It was a horrible, cold, dark winters morning. My breath bellowed out of mouth like steam from a boiling kettle. So I turned the heaters up full in the van. It soon warmed up in there; we started to feel like we were in Barbados, not an old transit van on the way up to freezing Bonny Scotland. The journey was a typical long, tiring one....


