I knew my Dad was a bit of a rocker in the old days, but I never realised how much. I recently found a box of his old band shirts in the shed, and they are amazing. He got to go to so many classic gigs and there is a story behind each one of his shirts. They must be worth a fortune, but to him they are priceless because of all the memories attached to them. On this blog I'm going to take photos of him wearing each shirt and write the story of the gig where he bought the shirt.