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Steel Trees


The Greek Islands in the brochures, always seem to look so beautiful and tranquil. Behind that though and everyone realises that they can be party Islands as well. When I had just started work (i.e. was desperately broke) I spent an entire day with my then housemate searching for deals on Teletext holidays (those were the …

Picture the scene, the Mafia family boxing day celebrations and the brethren gathered from the four corners of the earth (well, Sheffield and London). Various offspring running riot, off their heads on chocolate. All adult males asleep in armchairs with jauntily angled paper hats on. And me, fearlessly tackling my second bottle of red. It’s …