yeah, remember now, hadn't thought about that for a while...

all that gobbing, safety pins, and sniffin glue.. what a bunch of bonehead bellends !!!

Me and my mates were 6th form college & youth theatre smart arses playing in a punk band
who took the piss out of brainless followers of tabloid inspired prefab punk culture trends & fashions...

I did have a johnny and a tampax pinned to my onstage T shirt.

Even bigger joke is, the arsewit punks thought we were serious and all rather cool...

..and we slipped in the odd punked up Shadows instrumentals at gigs...

Oh those heady days of 6th form girls on the pill, cider and magic mushrooms...

To think we all thought Cliff was a middle aged god bothering square..


If only anyone suspected what scary dark sordid things he might really have been getting up to..???