“We’ve got African brown rice and lentils, mung bean noodles, a tabbouleh salad. . .” “’Ave yer got any chips?” “We don’t do chips.” “Those bananas look a bit funny.” “They’re not bananas, they’…

“I’m So Hollow?” “Here”. “They Must Be Russians?” “Present”. “Vendino Pact?” “Yes, Miss”. A warm summer evening, and its registration time for Sheffield bands at the Lower Refectory on Western Bank. Vice Versa, DVA,…

“I got fined forty quid for putting a poster up. The bloke who beat his wife up was only fined thirty.” Steve Chapman fought the law, and the law won. The Stunt Kites’ guitarist is…

The pub is called The Penguin; it is so far off our usual patch that we might as well be hanging out with the Emperors and Rockhoppers down at the South Pole. Lower Shiregreen might…

“Wilma, what’s this song called?” “Spanish Stroll.” “So why are you singing it in French?” “I don’t understand what he’s saying in Spanish, summat about rose eater, take care oh.” “What are…