Today is Mr Sharp's birthday. He supports Partick Thistle and is very, very ancient.
He fought as a child soldier back in the old Punk Wars - playing the Sex Pistols before he could walk.
Back when I was just a cub I would sit at his feet and take in tales and cigarette smoke.
These days the packs of Marlboro have gone but the stories are still there. Buy him a gin and tonic and ask him about the old days. Postcard Records. Jean Jacques Burnel. The Wombles.
But don't talk of this.
Mr Sharp - sir - Bear salute you. Here's some Orange Juice from 1983.
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