I am not sure what happens in Southampton at the weekends. I am so often at home, and to be there is either my room or out, and so often out is on the back of Ann’s Honda 70 to The Roundhouse in Chalk Farm. Lindsay Kemp’s Salome. Or The Stranglers. She has painted the the back cover of Rattus Norveticus on the back of her leather jacket and I am constantly angling to wear it. But tonight the Jam are on first, and after that nothing else matters, however much the Stranglers thud and posture in a blizzard of gob.