Moving from Covent Garden to the Old Street Fire Station, the summer of 1979: musings by Bob Short concerning glue, the occult, Crass and the terror of the skinhead threat.

Out near (what seemed like) the wilds of Old Street, we moved into a new squat. The Fire Station on Tabernacle Street was a five story building enclosing a central courtyard. Most of the upper levels were coated in a snowy white covering of petrified pigeon droppings. Downstairs was a very large basement where some […]

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