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Being brought up on an island meant that I had led a rather quiet, sheltered life prior to joining up. One great revelation – and a source of fear and fascination in equal measure – was the Haslar Club pay day disco and the resident platter spinner….. Continue reading Last Dance at The Haslar Club Disco I live in the north east now, have done for many years. I love it up here for lots of reasons, but when those winds come off of the North Sea in winter straight from Siberia I’m sometimes in danger of falling out of love with the place again, if just for a second. To warm me up psychologically I often drift back to my time on The Rock… Continue reading Rock Summers & Yorkshire Winters | ||||||
