Now,let me see,mm..............beam me back to 1968,8pm Saturday night,havin a game of footie in the park,three older lads came thru,all ponsed up with clean hair and shiney faces,won't name names.
Where you lads goin'?....To the Hop was the reply,you what?....to the soul night at Paynes they explained(still walkin briskly in the right direction).
The next week there I was,overwhelmed by the loud music,amazing dancers,lovely tottie and coca cola!,the bars were upstairs where the balcony overlooked the purpose sprung dancefloor,we,on rare occasions could slip past the bouncers on the stairs and manage to grab a half of Worthington E.......best days of our lives,shame most nights would end in a mass brawl(that's when the coke bottles were put to another use).
The love affair with the music had just begun,fourteen years old!...do I go on a bit or what?