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I know people have heard me tell this one before and it isn't really to do with northern soul but it is related, remember when the fashion item to have was the long leather coat? Well I got one on my 18th birthday and I f*cking loved that coat, anyway a few months after I got it, I was coming home from somewhere on the bus, got off the bus and it was really freezing so I crammed my hands into the pockets of my coat and started to run home to get out of the cold. About a hundred yards from home, my flapping baggy trousers tripped me up and I started to head for the pavement but I couldn't get my hands out of my coat pockets and ended up hitting the pavement with nothing to cushion my fall. It was like a statue being pulled over. See, the dangers of wearing fashionable clothing!