Convention 1998
The First of Many

At 9 o’clock on the morning of 11th October 1998 things were going swimmingly. The 150ft marquee had been erected in the grounds of the Nags Head (alright car park). The food was being prepared and would be ready for the arrival of the members at twelve. The stall with the Fools merchandise, including new book and video was in the process of being set up. Three yellow Trotter vans and two green Capris (one of which was the original used in the series,) sat elegantly’ on the forecourt of the pub. Keith Bishop was setting up the PA in which he would interview our guests and generally keep people entertained. We had confirmation that John Challis (Boycie) and Ken Macdonald (Mike) had been picked up and were on their way. The bouncy castle was up and ready for the kids. The only thing not playing the game was the weather. The day was grey and bleak with a threat of showers.
Members began to filter in at about eleven. It was the people running the merchandising that noticed their arrival more than most as they converged around the stall to buy memorabilia. From that moment on the stall was constantly busy, maniacally so come mid-day. A system of making records and receipts of what was being sold had to be scrapped as more and more fans poured in. The people behind the counter were working flat out, they were in a state of near hysteria as they ran up and down the stall picking up orders for Videos, Books, T-shirts, Tapes, Model Vans etc. It was quite funny as they bumped, headbutted and kicked each other as they tried to move up and down the constricted area they had to work in. Things got so busy that one of the teams daughters, Rosaleen at ten years old, had to be conscripted into serving.
John Challis and Ken Macdonald arrived around twelve. This was evident as a huge crowd followed them around the marquee. It was like watching something from biblical times. Keith Bishops big moment wasn’t far off, if he was nervous then his impersonation of a man cool and confident was a very good one.

Keith had performed admirably for almost an hour. He primed the swelling crowd perfectly. It was now time for our celebrities to come on. John Challis was the first to walk on and received a tumultuous welcome that could be heard all over Brentwood. Keith mentioned on how German he looked. He responded by speaking in German, to the amusement of the crowd. Keith then asked if he would give us a rendition of that infamous laugh. “Can’t see much to laugh about” was his reply. Not one to disappoint John then gave us a burst of that unforgettable chortle. The crowd gave their approval with wild applause and laughter. Keith then asked the question, which was on everyone lips, “Do you think there will be anymore shows?” Johns’ reply was not what we wanted to hear, but frank and honest. He said that there were no plans at the moment and it would be difficult to do anyway, as it would be hard to get the entire cast together at the same time, what with other work commitments. As Keith was talking to John, Ken Macdonald emerged from the back of the stage. A huge cheer rang up from the crowd. He was visibly pleased by their reaction. Keith asked the same question regarding anymore episodes. His answer was a little more forthright than Johns. “I don’t believe there will be anymore shows ever”. He and the audience fell silent, noticing this Ken then said, “You never know, it’s up to the BBC and us to keep pestering them to commission more recordings. Keith concluded his time with our guests by getting fans to fire questions at them. Both John and Ken were only to pleased to answer their queries. As proceedings came to a natural conclusion Keith asked if there was anyone in from Sheffield, with this a girl from the audience ran on stage and wrapped her arms around John and said how much she missed him. John looked a little shocked but soon regained his poise as he said “Sheffield steel” and then laughed.

Elsewhere things were not going so swimmingly. The stall was heaving and disappointingly people working behind the counter noticed some fans’ stealing merchandise. There were reasons why we didn’t apprehend these people. One was that it was so busy and it would have caused a scene. We really didn’t want that, especially with children there. Another is that these people are so sad it seems pointless to do anything anyway. We also had fans obtain merchandise with a promise of sending the money on, with some, the promise was not kept (you know who you are). I’m glad to say these problems were with only a small percentage of the attendance and we will be looking at ways to avoid this sort of situation should we have a convention in the future. The owner of the pub, Mr Rowberry, was also having his fair share of difficulties. The food had run out and a few who had bought a ticket were complaining that they hadn’t had anything to eat yet. This was a surprise as there was an ample amount made for everyone. Again this must be blamed on a small number who ate well over their quota, either that or Homer Simpson paid us a visit. Perry had to give Mr Rowberry some more funds to make some more eats. Of course, we could have picked up the all the food that was strewn all over the car park and pub grounds and we would have had plenty. Many of the headaches mentioned above could be due to the fact that the pub was also open to the general public and you know what they’re like.


Perry asked that I forward on his heartfelt appreciation to everyone who contributed their time and effort in making the day such a successful one. Though Perry can always bank on this help, as with him, to them it’s a Labour of Love.
Peter Burton.
Will there be a new convention????