My name’s Louisa. I’m a wheelchair user aged 44. I’m a metal head (a ‘Glammy’ actually.) and was a regular face in the Cornhill Vaults during the 90’s. I only mention my wheelchair, coz I hope it will ring a bell with some folks.

One night in 92’ I went to see my friend Nathan, play with his band ‘Malediction’ at the vaults. Went with my friends Lyn Taylor Brenda, Sarah, Judd and Nicky , (as I always did.) We sat up front and hid my wheelchair, so Anna (the landlady) wouldn’t throw us out, for carrying me down the stairs.

Anyway, at the bar that night - I spied a nice looking guy, looking a bit lost and all alone. We invited him to join us and had a really amazing night, chatting, drinking and bonding as a group.

He told us he had just become a dad and was sorta freaking out a tiny bit, it was all a lot to take in for only being 19. He’d taken off to clear his head. He was angry at himself for that and felt really down.

I invited him to stay with me and my housemate. To get his head together- He and I bonded and had a wonderful two weeks together. we all made an awesome gang!

He talked a lot about stuff and we sorted each others issues out. When he was ready, tears were shed and he returned home. I never saw him again after that.

It’s like he disappeared, or maybe I had dreamed it all.

I’ve often think of Rick and how the future might have treated him. So I decided to post here, to see if my story would resonate with anyone. I’ve never forgotten him.

I’m aware there’s an FB group for the vaults but for personal reasons, I’m not keen to post there - unless I have to. It’s nothing bad about the group, I just had a run in with the administrator. Long story.

Anyway, here’s all the info I have about Rick: .

Was aged 19 in April (ish) of 1992

Lived on Ermine West (I lived on Ermine East)

Had just become a dad and had a girlfriend he lived with.

Smaller than average height. (Maybe 5’6 - this part hard to quantify coz, I’m not good at guessing heights, being in a wheelchair and all.)

He was very skinny, lived in cords, dark jeans and tee-shirts. His hair was long, dark, fine and slightly curly. Constantly pulled back into a loose pony tail, he was a tidy scruff!

One of his front teeth was slightly twisted and it really bothered him.

He could be shy and softly spoken at first, but was very intelligent , funny and animated when talking. Hands constantly moving!

My memory paints him, as a deep spiritual thinker, who loved to talk way into the night. He was very cuddly, soft hearted, kind, a smoker, drinker but a bit of a worrier. I know he tried to have a tougher exterior but well...

There’s a couple of details I’m leaving out, as they were told to me in private. So, that’s all I can offer publicly

I know this is not the biggest sub and I’ve not given you much info. Sadly, it’s all I can remember.

can anyone help at all? Does this resonate? Does anyone here know Rick? Thanks in advance for any help or advice in finding him.