Tom Dunne's Music & Me: Sex and drugs and rock'n'roll... and Ian Dury 

The late English rocker was a god in my world - physically frail due to polio, but also so clever and menacing when he wanted 

Ian Dury emerged during the punk era, with a superb debut album, New Boots and Panties.

The Kilmeaden Bikers Festival, June bank holiday, 1996. The bikers are out in force and their reputation precedes them. They could invent a vaccine for Covid 19 but you’d still be advised to lock up your daughters. Something Happens are due to play. We haven’t been this nervous since we played a Unionist metal club in West Belfast at the height of the Troubles.

We needn’t worry. We are accepted into their huge, hairy, tattooed arms like brothers from a much smaller mother. We are so relaxed, in fact, that after the show, one of our number - semi naked and drying himself with abandon – quips “Are you the bitches we ordered?” when two ogres pop their heads into the dressing room.