Me and my mate would get the 9am train from Coventry, on a saturday (usually not paying), and spend the day in Swordfish, Tempest, the record shops in Oasis, and the Plastic Factory hunting records and then a large amount of time in Musical Exchanges, playing on guitar/basses that we could never afford.
When we got to 17 years old a pint or two in the Costermonger was also part of the day....
Life was so easy and fun back then...