Sean
Ah yes. Sean. Our original vocalist. He was with us for about 3 years...during which time he managed to sing 3 songs all the way through without fucking them up.... every other song he ever sang he managed to fuck up in some way or other to varying degrees of fucking-upness. Give him his due though, he was a fantastic front man and his fuck ups rarely went above 4 on the fucking up scale...although a couple of 9s and a catastrophic 10 do spring to mind.

After leaving Pants in preference to "Kevin" - an Italian heavy metal band from...erm... Italy presumably - we didn't see much of him for a couple of years. We presumed it was due to his recording and touring commitments, but it was actually because the band had folded almost instantly and he was reduced to running a whelk and jellied eel stall on the Mile End Road. Top career move then.

He eventually moved back to Marlborough, dreams of stardom shattered, and started a bicycle repair business with his Dutch girlfriend Michelle...who turned out to be a pre-op transexual whom he later "married" in a civil ceremony in Helsinki.

I did consider, albeit very briefly, asking him to rejoin the band after Ivor's departure... but Moose and Dan - and rightly so in my opinion - repeatedly kicked me in the stomach until I vomited out a retraction.