Timeslip moment again...

Let us take a little trip back to another hot summer (as I recall, we were dancing under the sprinklers on the cricket pitch to keep cool!) - it's 1982, and the gorgeous Mr Adam Ant was simultaneously at the top of the charts and at the top of my teenage wank fantasies...

Where did those thirty years go?


We're all older, and madder, like Mr Ant himself, I suppose...

Adam Ant official website