So today's claim to fame is... I was at Oasis' last gig at the V Festival at Weston Park.
Usually things work the other way round and the Stafford leg of the V Festival is the one that gets the slightly soiled end of the stick (which is a two site affair like Reading/Leeds and all the focus/tv footage is usually on the southern leg of the event) - for example, a couple of years ago Peter Doherty was booked to play on the second night and got arrested whilst driving up from Chelmsford. Again.
Although to be fair to Peter, he did actually make it this time around...
This year, Oasis played on Saturday in the midlands sunshine, then Liam gets laryngitis, which then morphs into a full blown case of end-of-tour-band-break-up fever - we never did believe the throat thingy anyway - and lo and behold, I get to see their last ever gig 
Ok, so I wasn't within touching distance of the Burnage Brothers, but I was there at the back, singing along with the rest of the crowd and avoiding the "warm rain" that seemed to accompany all the headline acts this year.
And so there you have it, and it will remain one of my claim to fame moments until Liam needs a new parka or Noel wants a bit more cash to buy the new City kit and they reform of course 
