Storytime with Houdi – She’s Got Legs…

It’s early 1984. I’m in Dublin having escaped the mundanity of small Irish town life. Twenty-two years old, a trainee manager with Ireland’s biggest retailer, I’m bouncing with nervous energy. George Orwell’s prediction of the totalitarian society is unfounded. I don’t need Winston Smith. My schooldays relationship with an alluring artist has reached the end of the road. I’m a free agent on the hunt. A new music entertainment phenomenon has hit Ireland, namely disco bars awash...