This Man's Life: Echoes of Churchill up on the rooftop restaurant of the Marker
We went to the zoo last Saturday afternoon. I thought I was getting away from the royal wedding. My wife had other ideas. She was, it...
We went to the zoo last Saturday afternoon. I thought I was getting away from the royal wedding. My wife had other ideas. She was, it...
Kathryn Thomas's health and fitness bootcamp starts next weekend in Co Meath.
When you've sold millions of albums and have almost as many Grammy awards on the mantelpiece in your mansions in Buenos Aires, Los Angeles and Vancouver, you expect the odd dissenting...
The Buddha of Birr himself, better known by his nom de plume of Mundy, Edmond Enright is in flying form.
Putting together your fantasy Rolling Stones set-list is not as easy as it sounds. Like compiling your fantasy football team, you can’t — unless you're Jürgen Klopp — have eleven Mohamed Salahs/Ronaldos/George Bests/Messis/Peles/Maradonas/Marco van Bastens etc.
Move over, World. U2 are back on the road again with a new tour, eXPERIENCE + iNNOCENCE, which opened last night at the BOK Center in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Last night in Oklahoma – prior to the opening night of U2’s World Tour in Tulsa — The Edge said he was in favour of repealing the Eighth Amendment.
The horror! The horror! It wasn't so much public humiliation as a reality check that I am, statistically, an old dad. Last week an otherwise kindly-faced woman at the cinema in Dundrum Town Centre asked me as I stood in line for Peter Rabbit with my three-year-old daughter: "Are you her grandad?"
When Alexa Chung said that "No one says the word 'quirky' much in England - I guess because people are more naturally eccentric", she could, of course, have been talking about ethereal ginger genius Ms Florence Welch. She is to quirky eccentricity what Ms Chung is to a good eye for the edgy guna. Florence told The Telegraph that at seven she was the Welch family's "go-to performer" for "mainly funerals". As a kid she used to believe she could breathe underwater ("I think it was a dream, but when you're a kid it's hard to separate dreams from reality").
Jim Aiken studied at Maynooth for four years to be a priest. He was once described as "the old Padre."
Johnny and the jets? Expect a multitude of Irish-owned private jets landing in Catalonia in less than three weeks time.
The long history in Ireland of women's bodies being policed by the church and the state makes Louise O'Neill's blood boil, as does the retrograde...
Last Tuesday the brave and the bold of the property world gathered at Grosvenor House Hotel in Park Lane, London, for the prestigious 2018 Property Awards, the Oscars of the industry, or...
He discovered Antony Hegarty, of Antony and the Johnsons, which is enough for me. There are also the little matters of Lou Reed - for it is he and what a great gender/genre-bender he was - writing Femme Fatale, Satellite of Love, Heroin, Berlin, Perfect Day, Vicious. Coney Island Baby, Walk On The Wild Side. I'm Waiting For The Man, Venus In Furs.
On April 29, 1957, when Daniel Day-Lewis came into the world his father - the Poet Laureate of England, Cecil Day-Lewis - wrote a poem for him entitled The Newborn, the second stanza of which ends:
This world is not a vale of sorrows if you will recognise discriminatingly what is truly excellent in it; and if you will avail yourself of it for mutual happiness and well-being. My mother taught me that as much as Kurt Vonnegut (who wrote those words) did.
Brent Pope's body always served him well. His mind didn't. He had his first panic attack when he was 13 years of age. He was in the bath on a Sunday night at home in Ashburton, a rural township south of Christchurch, New Zealand, when he started shaking and couldn't, he felt, breathe properly. "Cowering with fear," and "crying like a scared little boy", Brent sat in the bath until the water...
They don't call them The Air Miles Family for nothing. The Farrell clan will be flying in from everywhere next month to New York.
You have to admire a man who will name an album after the floating hospitals for sick sailors, or a place to tend to lepers called a Lazar house, in reference to Lazarus. Jack White did with his second solo release Lazaretto in 2014.
Going out is the new staying in is the new going out. Last Saturday night in Lillie's nightclub in Dublin town, Ireland's Got Talent had its wrap party.
'It is better to go skiing and think of God," someone wise once said, "than go to church and think of sport."
Credit where credit is due. Andrew Weatherall's crucial sonic input on Primal Scream's Screamadelica from 1991 made it the dance album of decade, if not the era. He also added his magic behind the console for New Order (who could forget World in Motion?), Happy Mondays, and, among many others, Saint Etienne.
'The question, 'Who ought to be boss?' is like asking, 'Who ought to be the tenor in the quartet?'" quipped Henry Ford once upon a time, before answering the question:"Obviously, the man who can sing tenor."
'There's a lot of rock music that's become exclusive and it's of no use to anyone. Least of all me," Elvis Costello said in an irascible but typically forthright interview with Melody Maker in 1977.
I do hope she won't frighten the horses with that accent. Rosie Fortescue - who went to Downe House Boarding School, the very same smart girls' school as Kate Middleton, Duchess of Cambridge - is jetting in next month to judge the Bollinger Best Dressed Lady Competition at the Punchestown Festival, which takes place from Tuesday April 24 to Saturday April 28 at the Kildare venue.
Unless you have a cruel and callous nature - and are stewing in your own hatred of yourself and the world - you, like most of us, will find it difficult to ignore the people trapped in poverty and homelessness in this modern country of ours. Not least when, according to Focus's figures, there are over 9,000 people now homeless in Ireland, over 3,000 of these being children. A child became homeless almost every 3.5 hours in January in Ireland.
In 1994, supernatural ladies man Mick Jagger robbed fellow rock star Eric Clapton's girlfriend Carla Bruni.
Charlie Chaplin once said that all he needed to "make a comedy is a park, a policeman and a pretty girl". Ken Dodd didn't need that much to make comedy.
"Sound the horns. Stock up on Guinness. The Irish are coming," wrote The Daily Telegraph of Ireland's illustrious sporting week, both at Cheltenham and the incoming Irish pitch invasion at Twickenham on St Patrick's Day on Saturday afternoon.
She is known for a cheerful song that was used in a 1987 perfume ad. There was, however, so much more to her than My Baby Just Cares for Me. It's Nina Simone - who will be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame next month - and her music was often a brave rallying cry for the black civil rights movement in America in the 1960s and early 1970s.
I lied about my sex. I smuggled myself on to U Magazine in early 1987 as a woman writer. I didn't dress up as a woman. I merely sent in a few articles on spec - thinking that it being a women's mag, it wouldn't publish men.
The rich are different from us. Or, at least, Rosanna Davison and her husband Wesley Quirke are. Last weekend, when the rest of the nation were freezing their collective proverbials off, the one-time Miss World and her beau jetted to the Indian Ocean.
In response to the ever-worsening homelessness crisis, Independent News & Media has put together some of Ireland's best musicians and artists for a major charity concert, Rock Against Homelessness, in aid of Focus Ireland on May 13 at Dublin's Olympia Theatre.
A sunny Saturday afternoon in London, July, 2009. In a yellow 1950s American Cadillac with the top down, Vince Power is driving daughters Nell, Evie and son Niall - and yours truly, who had been a guest at their north London Victorian mansion for the weekend - through Hyde Park in the pleasant sunshine. The then-multimillionaire Waterford-born music mogul takes a call on his mobile from...
Last week went with a pop for Bono. Admittedly, most weeks go with a pop for Bono. He sent Champagne backstage to Norwegian DJ Kygo for his show at the 3 Arena last Thursday.
They say that nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days. Say what you like about the 1980s - the decade that good taste forgot - but they had some very special moments. Prince with Kiss; The Jam's Town Called Malice; The Specials' Ghost Town; Madonna's Into The Groove; David Bowie's Ashes To Ashes; U2's With Or Without You; Joy Division's Atmosphere to name but a very short, if illustrious, few.
Memories are made of this. May, 1999: sunset in Nottingham, the cold numbing the 35,000 fans who are eagerly waiting the arrival of the headliners from Ireland, the Dundalk Von Trapp family.
Hola? Hola? Renowned Spanish novelist Carlos Ruiz Zafon once said that Barcelona is a very old city in which you can feel the weight of history; “you cannot walk around it without perceiving it. To me, Madrid is a man and Barcelona is a woman. And it’s a woman who’s extremely vain”.
There is an apocryphal story about Paul Simon. I'm sure there are many but I like this one: as a child, he wore such a permanently sombre expression that his parents Belle and Louis allegedly dubbed him Cardozo, after the Supreme Court Justice Benjamin Cardozo, whose demeanour was famously unsmiling...
Paloma Faith walks shoe-less into the hotel lounge area her management has reserved. Her socks - bright pink with purple polka dots - are as colourful and vivacious as her personality. The 36-year-old sits up on the chair and tucks her feet up under her in a yogic pose. Yoga-like, I soon realise, is the last phrase anyone would use to describe Paloma Faith. She is about as Zen-calm as a long-tailed cat.
Oscar Wilde said that some of us were in the gutter but looking up at the stars. Fellow wag and dandy, albeit one born 67 years after Oscar's sad death, Brett Anderson has frequently been, metaphorically and physically, in the gutter looking up at the firmament.
It's all happening in Cork. TV uber-chef Rachel Allen and husband Isaac will be marking Valentine's Day with dinner at their restaurant Rachel's. They have a special menu on for Valentine's night at the restaurant. And special Flirtini cocktails, created by Rachel. "We might have a few of those," Isaac told me. "We are married 19 years and we are stuck with each other, and we have no plans to change," he joked. "I am mad about her and she is mad about me. And we are mad about each other."
Anyone who disagrees can rev up and... well, finish that sentence yourself, dear reader. But Formula 1 motor racing without the Two Eddies hasn't been quite the same.
Martin Amis used to joke that he had a terrible dose of tennis elbow from opening bottles of wine at home in Manhattan. I have a similar tennis elbow-ish soreness. Not from uncorking fine vino, but from changing nappies. The new baby is an absolute angel. His 'big' sister, who turns three today, loves him like he is the greatest thing ever. And he is.
Some of us will be tickled pink (Floyd). Bill Kopp's new tome, Reinventing Pink Floyd: From Syd Barrett to the Dark Side of the Moon, hits the shelves next week (to say nothing of Roger Waters playing Dublin's 3Arena on June 26 and 27.) It will be sure to be a rollicking read. It will mark the 45th anniversary of a certain album that sold 50 million copies.
Uptown boyo Bruno Mars doesn't beat about the bush, does he? It's like his idol Prince, before God turned his head a little against sexuality in music...
Dolores O'Riordan was one of Ireland's greatest ever singers with millions of fans across the world. Barry Egan remembers his brilliant, beautiful friend who died far too soon
The great Fergal Keane in his award-winning essay from 1997 Letter To Daniel talked about the art of one arm typing with his newly-born son cradled in his arms.
Born on Christmas Day in 1957, Shane MacGowan will be publicly celebrating his 60th birthday tomorrow night with a hooley (of sorts) at the National Concert Hall.
She is the Greta Garbo of the Irish music industry - rarely seen, but never less than brilliant. I am talking, of course, of Enya, the Gweedore goddess/genius and all round Donegal divine being, who lives in a mansion high up in the Killiney hills... who sold trillions upon trillions of records worldwide with her sublime masterpiece Orinoco Flow in 1988 from her equally masterful Watermark album.
My earliest childhood memory was probably sitting on my father's lap as he let me hold the steering wheel of the family car - a brown Hillman Hunter - which was doing 15mph up the road to our home in Churchtown.
Barry Egan completes his Top 10 best album list of 2017, featuring everyone from The National to Drake and Noel Gallagher…
'Twas a night before Christmas, when all thro' the house/Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.'
I re-read bits of the Bible recently. I also re-read in its entirety Charles Dickens's A Christmas Carol. Please forgive my heresy on the eve of Christ's birthday but I found the latter more compelling. I love Ebenezer Scrooge's redemptive transformation from miser - whose only joy is money - to humanitarian, who finds salvation in himself, in secular humanism.
Kathryn Thomas's life - to say nothing of her partner Padraig McLoughlin's - is about to undergo a serious operational transformation with a baby on the way.
There's a difference between being posh and being rich. Being neither, I wouldn't know. What I do know for sure is that Wicklow is packed with well-to-do and well-bred Anglo-Irish grandees and aristo/artistic creatures.
Next year we can look forward to the long-awaited release of Brian O'Flaherty's documentary about The Blades, The Sound Of Raytown.
Self-hatred. That's the trait Robbie Williams most deplores in himself. The pop star loved by millions upon millions of fans around the world proves in a long conversation that he is a complex and - by his own admission - prodigiously "f****ed up" genius. A tortured soul dancing between the shadows of his mind in his adopted home of sunny Los Angeles.
Steve Jobs said he believed that life is an intelligent thing: that things aren't random. I met someone for dinner in the InterContinental hotel last Thursday night and Sharon Corr, staying in the hotel ahead of The Corrs' performance on the Late Late Show, randomly joined us.
Bono works in mysterious ways. But you have to admire him, however pompously evangelical and self-rewardingly messianic he gets on occasion, for following his heart most of the time.
Cue the violins. Make that an entire orchestra of violins and suchlike.
Morrissey is the 58-year-old man with the thorn in his side. A very big thorn. Vladimir says to Estragon in Waiting for Godot: "No one ever suffers but you." Vladimir might, of course, have been talking about Morrissey. After a while, though, it becomes slightly tedious.
What becomes a legend most? Take Camille O'Sullivan. Take Aidan Gillen. Take Mike Scott. Take Megumi Igarashi.
You know you're getting old when you take your young daughter ice skating for the first time in her life - and she is giving out to you for holding onto a toy, if life-size, penguin to stay up on the ice while she moves around like a future world figure skating champion.
She hasn't done bad for a young wan from Bray, has she? Two weeks ago, Laura Whitmore was the host at the MTV Best World Stage in London. I was in the audience to watch her introduce another Irish export that has done quite well internationally - U2 at Trafalgar Square.
It was one of the most intriguing movies of the decade, Lars von Trier's doomy dreamscape on depression and apocalypse Melancholia.
Noel Gallagher talks about that fateful decision to leave Oasis and why the band will never reform, his relationship with his brother Liam, their upbringing, and their Irish roots.
The caterpillar-on-cocaine eyebrows appear to move to the rhythm of his voice. This is just as well, as Noel Gallagher tells a pretty good story. There’s the one about his world tour with U2 this year, where the hangovers were monstrous. He has a foggy recollection of arriving at Bono’s house,...
Bring me the smelling salts - I think I'm going to faint with the shock of it. Rosanna and Wes will not be going to Mauritius on their usual massively well-earned post-Christmas break. The five-star lodgings the former Miss World, her hubby and family normally sojourn in, she explains, "has been undergoing a big renovation". Quelle dommage. Instead, Rosie will jet off to the Marbs of the United Arab Emirates.
'My music has a high irritation factor," Randy Newman once said. "I've always tried to say something. Eccentric lyrics about eccentric people. But I would plead guilty on the grounds that I prefer eccentricity to the bland."
The phone goes. It's Gayle Killilea - who is aware that I am interviewing Gavin Lambe-Murphy about his new book, Diary Of An It Boy. "Gavin was born on November 3, 1975," she says. "The same day as my best friend since I was three, Lucy Coyle, who died in the tsunami. Another of my other best friends is November 3, 1976. So when I met Gavin we hit it off on a different level of just social...
Life is generally something that happens elsewhere, when you are not looking, or are least expecting it. Last weekend, it happened to my wife and I when we took our little one to the Irish National Stud and Gardens in Kildare; it being a moment of magic. Emilia's imagination was suddenly ignited like something out of an old Walt Disney movie.
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother, said Abraham Lincoln.
The obsession with beating down Bono is as Irish as a Tayto sandwich. For some, the inclusion of U2's lead singer in the Paradise Papers has turned him into some sort of antichrist of Killiney Hill.
Gorillaz? Too much self-indulgent/navel-gazing monkey business? Not quite. They are on their fifth studio album now (the beautifully apocalyptic Humanz - buy it alone to hear D.R.A.M., Noel Gallagher and Savages' Jehnny Beth sing about the primal energy of universal love in a post-Trump planet on We Got the Power.)
'Obviously, I'm the sister of an extremely famous athlete," Aoife McGregor says. What is just as obvious, however, is that having Conor McGregor as a brother certainly does not define her.
Earlier this year American neo-Nazi moron-in-chief Richard Spencer told the Conservative Political Action Conference that "Depeche Mode is the official band of the alt-right". It was a statement utterly more bizarre than any of the band's outrageous stage outfits.
The K Club, of course, is used to glamour of a certain style. It has played host to Prince Albert and Princess Charlene of Monaco and their family (who flew in from the principality on their royal private jet), and more recently pop superstar Justin Bieber with his entourage, and more recently still, American rapper Gucci Mane.
David Beckham's suite in the Four Seasons at Ten Trinity Square is not that much smaller than the pitches on which he made his mark, creating magic for Manchester United and Real Madrid, Paris Saint-Germain, AC Milan and LA Galaxy.
Some movie stars, when their multi-million dollar budget film comes out, have a glass of Chardonnay and enjoy the moment. In 2004, when Oliver Stone's epic Alexander was released, Colin Farrell received such a critical mauling for his performance in the title role that he got drunk out of his mind and vanished on a plane to Lake Tahoe. More than that, the young Brando from Castleknock...
I'd be in that darkest of dark places, a night without end, my head bursting with the worst thoughts imaginable, were such a thing to happen to my daughter. I don't think I could cope with it. I couldn't imagine living in a world without her, without her laughter.
On April 11, 1994, Liam Gallagher gave every young kid, from the council estates to the leafy hamlets, a personalised mantra that still rings brilliantly true to this day: "I need to be myself/I can't be no one else."
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
When Edmond Enright - better known by his nom de plume of Mundy - was 14, he was a massive fan of The Doors. Danny Sugerman's tome about Jimbo and the boys' debauched antics, Wonderland Avenue, was much passed around Edmond's school in Birr, Co Offaly. "The book was wild and racy," recalls Mundy, now an internationally acclaimed singer-songwriter of 42-years-of-age and something of a national treasure.
A text message arrives from Maia Dunphy. "Collected baby Tom last night from my mum and asked her your question about what I was like as a child. She said I was 'very self-contained, extremely kind and a terrible worrier'." Frankly, I'm surprised that her mother Helen is even talking to her at all...
Andrea Hayes has a good tale to tell.
In 2012 Dubliner Candice Gordon decamped to Berlin where she felt almost immediately confronted by "the ghastly recent history" there. She wanted to understand what "could drive people to evil".
I have had two bad experiences recently. Two weekends ago, I was bringing breakfast up to the wife and daughter when I slipped on the tiles in the kitchen and went flying. I landed on my head, concussed myself and sprained my hand. I was on my hands and knees on the floor amid the broken breakfast plates when my wife came down to check whether I was dead or not. Later that evening I had to fly to London for work. I felt ill in bed that night and the following day had the worst headache in the history of headaches.
Andrea Hayes has a good tale to tell. She is expecting a happy event with her husband, David Torpey. "Naturally, as well as feeling extremely overjoyed, I am - and was - still feeling a little terrified, if I am being honest, due to the fact that we have had multiple miscarriages," the beautiful presenter of TV3's Dog Tales told me.
She has been called the female alt.Bowie. Although the title is possibly a little reductive, there are worse things to be labelled. Annie Clark got the name St Vincent from a Nick Cave reference to the Greenwich Village hospital where Dylan Thomas died.
In Blade Runner, the dying replicant Roy Batty makes his dramatic final speech: "I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain." I can now, happily, add to my list of unbelievable things seen: last weekend in Long Island, Billy Joel riding his motorbike up the main street in Oyster Bay, Long Island, at some pelt in his leather jacket, and getting off at his vintage motorbike shop, where yours truly is waiting to meet the...
Keith Duffy was in the zone last weekend. But then the Boyzone pop star, Coronation Street actor and entrepreneur always is, isn't he? He celebrated his birthday - and his 43rd year - in Roberta's restaurant in Temple Bar last Saturday night with his lovely wife Lisa and family (including son Jay and his girlfriend Alex McKay) and friends.
Sod Sgt. Pepper. Van Morrison's 1968 album Astral Weeks is a finer album than The Beatles' piece de resistance from 1967. That was The Guardian's assessment in 2008. However contentious that view was, there is a certain sense to labelling Astral Weeks possibly one of the greatest, most seminal, albums of all time. Here Van is, the sacred wanderer, the spiritual seeker, the wise-man full of improvisational transcendence, seeking out some sort of mystic deliverance.
Drink is a curse. And certainly not, as George Bernard Shaw put it, the anaesthesia by which we endure the operation of life. Merely a curse.
If Tubs can go to Chappaqua, New York state, to interview Hillary Clinton, then I can go too. Right? Albeit, I wasn't jetting stateside to interview the First Lady of the United States from 1993 to 2001, and failed American Presidential candidate.
He read the news on the telly on RTE for 44 years.
The future Minister for Justice had a mercifully brief brush with crime as a child. Alan Shatter's mother Elaine had a passionate love of flowers but, alas, no actual garden per se to grow any in. Their next door neighbour in Oaklands Crescent in Rathgar, Desmond Kerr, something of a gardener, had a fancy array of tulips and daffodils growing in a small garden at the back of the Shatters'...
They're starting earlier in House at the weekends - but last Saturday with good reason. Karena Graham - once one of the country's top models, turned businesswoman of some note - had her baby shower at the hipster haunt on Leeson Street last Saturday afternoon.
The most bizarre tale in Nick Kent's smack-soaked 2010 memoir Apathy For The Devil isn't about Led Zeppelin's tremendously tubby manager Peter Grant collapsing on to a couch at an Elvis Presley after-show beano and accidentally sitting on The King's father, Vernon.
"I find only freedom in the realms of eccentricity," Camille O'Sullivan's hero David Bowie once said.
Ghosts, to me, aren't necessarily spooky beings that disturb your repose on stormy nights, appearing on creaky staircases in white bed sheets.
Ireland's Ancient East. The sound of the words has a certain Celtic-mystical ring to it. As if you are going somewhere far, far away.
Maybe his relative anonymity set Randy Newman free and allowed him to write in a way that he would have been prevented from doing had he more money and fame. Still, I can't help thinking that in an ideal world (one which Newman has always enjoyed satirising), the American would have sold more records than he did and would be more rich and famous than he is.
I missed my train back to Dublin. Over three hours one afternoon in Cork, Fergal Keane had so much to say - and a way of saying it - that time got away from us.
Took the train along the coast to Dalkey last weekend with the family. A beautiful sunny, Saturday evening. The journey brought me back to childhood train trips to the seaside and further afield with my parents.
Sometimes you just need to get out of town and feel the grass under your feet. And so it proved for 55,000 people at Electric Picnic in the pastoral idyll of Stradbally, Co Laois yesterday.
Music is not advanced metaphysics, and nor should it be. But on rare occasions, you can get something more profound perhaps than what is the norm listening to certain artists. (Insert your own favourites here...)
First, you see the cowboy hat in the distance. And from beneath it, skinny stargazer, bohemian wanderer and poetic rock star Mike Scott seems to be propelled by an invisible force, up St Anne's Street, and down Drury Street, before finally settling in a bar on Fade Street. The smile is wide and the form is good. There are, of course, substantial reasons for this. Mike has a new wife (internationally acclaimed Japanese artist Megumi Igarashi), a new baby (a seven-month-old son) and a new album, Out Of All This Blue, the best Waterboys album in decades, if not ever (it's...
The bitch is back. Strong woman- cum-manipulative man-eater Ingrid Gleeson is about to return to Fair City after a five-year absence. The long-running RTE soap rang Vivienne Connolly in April to ask about her availability and interest in revising the role. The phone call came on the day of her son Ben Junior's Confirmation - his grandfather is Ben Dunne. "And it was funny because Katie," Vivienne says referring to her other child by ex-husband, supermarket heir Mark Dunne, "had only said a couple of weeks before that she'd love it if I was back on Fair City as she was so young the last...
It seems like only yesterday - July, actually - that Rosanna Davison and Wesley Quirke were topping up their perma-tans in the Seychelles in some five-star establishment.
Even allowing for hyperbole, very few male artists have a singing voice quite like life-long Wolverhampton Wanderers fan, mop-haired mystic, all-round-good-guy and living legend of some note, Robert Plant.
She has the life of Reilly. Or so it appears for the ex-wife of Gavin O'Reilly (remember him?), Alison Doody. It was only last month that the ex-Mount Anville pupil was enjoying the delights of the East Hamptons in a white kaftan and cowboy hat.
With some publications going all gooey-eyed over the 40th anniversary of punk's golden age, 1977 - The Sex Pistols released their vitriol-splattered masterpiece Never Mind The Bollocks that year while The Clash released their eponymously titled debut too - my mind was drawn to one of the most amusing tales from that era...