Always Tense Without Realizing

Long before I slipped a disc in my lower back for the first time, I went dancing at Bugatti’s nightclub. I was a spotty, lanky teenager thrust into a world of drunken partying that I wasn’t ready for. After a couple of pints of “snakebite and black”, a popular drink at the time made of cider, lager and blackcurrant cordial, I plucked up the courage to follow my friends onto the dance floor. But just […]