“You can be homesick for a place even when you’re there”. That’s how I felt last night when I visited St. Joseph’s Social Club in Wembley for the very last time. It was once the thriving hub of a huge Irish community and was run by my mate Frank Waites’s dad. Even though we weren’t legally allowed to drink, Frank and I used to work behind the bar. But little things like licensing laws never seemed to apply to St. Joe’s. It was where I DJ’d for the first time and the place on which I based the social club in my first book. Now sadly, it’s closing down because over the last 30 years, the Irish community in Wembley has all but disintegrated. This record reminds me of St. Joseph’s in its glorious heyday. Obviously I loathe the song but I’ll always love the memories it evokes.
It was a quote from Don DeLillo.

- No, no, I've ...16th Feb 2014
- Fed up with e...15th Feb 2014
- Ladies and ge...14th Feb 2014
- Why McCartney...13th Feb 2014
- Glorious love...12th Feb 2014
- The greatest ...11th Feb 2014
- Don't you hat...10th Feb 2014
- Knitting need...9th Feb 2014
- People from L...8th Feb 2014
- "Working in a...7th Feb 2014
- It's a nation...6th Feb 2014
- My mum worked...5th Feb 2014
- Yes, yes, we ...4th Feb 2014
- Whispering Bo...3rd Feb 2014
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