This brings back the memories...late Saturday night, mid-70's, sup up, jump on the Blackburn bus, get to the Boulevard, jump on the Chorley bus, change to the Wigan bus, get there, walk down Station Road, join the queue, doors open at 1am, up the stairs, give your money to Mrs Wood, through the doors onto the balcony and look down on a back-flipping, spinning mass of humanity while you look forward to the next seven hours of Northern Soul magic..