WEDNESDAY afternoon in Fairfield Working Men's Club in Govan, and the joint is jumping like a flea on a trampoline.
The usual tea-dance crowd have been joined by faux beatniks, contemporary rockabillies and other student types. It's like Top of the Pops seen through a flu dream. Suddenly, a medical emergency is declared. "I've got a blister!"
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