Storytime with Houdi – Party time!

It’s 1983. I’ve long left small town Ireland for the big city of Dublin. I’m currently working as a trainee retail store manager in Tallaght a village now crammed with 70,000 rehoused inner city residents. It’s a worthwhile career. I’m bursting with nervous energy. I’m not going to fail. No more alcohol. No more cigarettes. No more gambling. No more playing darts in pubs to all hours. I’m a punk rock apostate. The safety pins, razor blades, saliva lathered shirt ... Read more...