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<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Cast your mind back to 1978. James Callaghan is UK prime minister, and 1.5 million people are unemployed. I had a dreary job in an office in Walsall, but we did our best to have a bit of fun. As a cocky 19 year-old I liked to have a dance whenever one our local pubs had a disco night, and when Saturday Night Fever arrived at the cinema the number of these events increased tenfold. <\/p>\n
As luck would have it one of the girls at my office was also a dance instructor, and a group of us would spend our lunchtimes learning the moves that we’d seen in the film. While I was never going to be John Travolta, I never missed a session and I reckoned I was pretty handy.<\/p>\n
Fast forward forty years, and I am sat in my favourite spot at the bar in the Sunstar last night when I hear Steve and Colin calling my name. They’re playing a slow number and I must dance with Val as it was our anniversary a couple of days ago.<\/p>\n
It’s probably a good thing that I can’t remember how to dance the ‘Manhattan Bus Stop Shuffle’ from Saturday Night Fever, and in any case Duo Centrale don’t play any Bee Gees numbers, but we had our annual dance and very nice it was too.<\/p>\n
Cast your mind back to 1978. James Callaghan is UK prime minister, and 1.5 million people are unemployed. I had a dreary job in an office in Walsall, but we did our best to have a bit of fun. As … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"