I loved Frank. I spoke to him once - I was a policeman on duty on the sidelines of his beloved "Alty" (Altrincham FC) and he was doing a sort of lap of honour before a cup tie against a biggish team (hence why I was there - I seem to remember they got a draw). Anyway, he said "Alright boss!" in that wonderful nasal twang and waved to me. I said "Hello Frank" and on he carried. I also saw him performing at an all day festival in Manchester's G-Mex around 1986 - New Order, The Fall and The Smiths among others also appeared. The infamous Bill Grundy, of Sex Pistols notoriety, made some drunken announcements then staggered through the audience, being abused by everyone.
I next saw Frank three months before he died, supporting John Cooper Clarke at Stockport's beautiful Plaza cinema. There was no suggestion he was ill.
Anyway, I was excited when I heard about Frank, the movie. I queried why the face (on the head) looked slightly different and found out that it was only loosely inspired by Frank. I still enjoyed the movie, and felt it paid homage to the freaky, unique spirit of Frank without being the slightest bit "about" him.
Rest in peace Frank - there will never be another like you.
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