No venue could match Fuel's good vibe or decor. The $2 pint Wednesdays were a crowd favourite and the Lounge Sweet nights championed by Andy Flyboy and Daddy Cool were some of the best nights of any week.

As word spread of the impending closure, Scott found it hard to be there with everyone turning up for their last coffee: "Everything has it's time" he said and though sadly cut short, Fuel's was a bloody good one. And, as the saying goes, that's business.

My most enduring memory of Fuel came at the end of the Tinsel Christmas Party (which in itself was a bizzarre night): Andy and I had been reduced to playing half-hour sets inbetween three to four hard-ass rock bands, which was odd - but we still had a great time. They amused me no-end... When Doug (Daddy Cool) turned up he took the night to a fantastic close; Last Song: Love to Love You Baby by Donna Summer. As the track faded, an air of deep nostalgia filled the space. Everyone left singing those few words: Love to love you baby.

Love to love you Fuel.