In ten year's time there's a good chance my favourite memory will be the Forum on last 4th of December.  I hadn't seen the Army in so many years, not since London in 1993 (the Astoria, May 5th, if the old ticket stub in the bottom of my cupboard is telling the truth).  My gig-going tailed off in the 90s, so I don't know what it was about last year, but ever since I found out about the tour I had been looking forward to it so much, and it felt so passionate, so intense, even more so after all the years.  In the end it was just such a great night - I was expecting and hoping for a lot, but it was still better.....
But all that's for the future.  I could reminisce about individual gigs but it's hard to put my finger on why one was better than the others.  So my most precious memory isn't about one night - it's a whole period of time around 1989 and 1990 - nights sat in my flat in Nottingham, listening to Thunder and Consolation over and over and over again.  For me it was period of contemplation, change, and, well, to be honest, finally starting to grow up (I think I may still be working on the last bit - I'll manage it eventually!).  Even now when I can't sleep, and I skulk down to our living room on my own and put that album on, there still seem to be new meanings in those songs that I hadn't noticed before.  What can I say - respect due - thank you so much.