Goodbye

Evening all,

and that might be it, 

the end of an era, 

a sun setting on Empire for the final time.

And, you know, it's been worth every minute we've had since i stumbled across that funny little badge in the Corn Exchange in Manchester in the mid 1970's. 

Sort of provided the soundtrack to my life really, and then:

It was over, 

and we turned and went our separate ways for the final time,

Night all


Paul Stanley