Almost a year on now (has it really been that long?) since our super-huge mega-event WRONG LOVE in Liverpool, I find myself wanting to revisit the artists (all 40 odd of them) who helped make it possible. I found this printed pamphlet in a box after moving house and I remember Claire giving it to me and kind of being horror-stricken at the true story that unfolded beginning with the first page. It’s one of those events that happens to someone that you soon tell your friends about, then would like to forget. Claire stuck me as the kind of person who likes to hold onto those stories and whip them out during a lull in a party. The kind of person who you find hard to forget…