Watching Michael Foot on a open top double decker bus. I must have been about 8 years old. Foot was approaching a town called Failsworth just outside Oldham. As he approached the bend connecting Broadway to Failsworth, a great gush of wind blew his side parting into a mess of hair which completely covered his face. The crowd laughed and loved it. I was so excited to see him, I thought he was great and was only eight. LOL.