The Acrylic Dan and Fam

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So you may appear before me, and state it plainly, that you know nothing of the Dan and Fam. But must explain and with no delay. There is the Boston Terrier baby, and the Naomi also.

Dan I met at the college. He was smoking Regal King Size, and two years older than us. I was buying packs of safety matches and lighting them walking about. They were ten pence from the garage.

Then I was buying the Royals King Size and only once did I buy a pack of Swan Vestas to light them with, on account of the taste of the matches when puffing them. 

Anyway, Dan was capable of purchasing the cheap white wine in Threahers, or in Wine Rack, and we went past the Uppercrust sandwich shop, down by the river, over the Scarborough bridge and to the bench on a Monday after college to drink it.

Later he did other business and I wandered around myself doing some imitations of Johnny Thunders and others like him. 

One day I must have walked into a place and he was laying the boogie in his own way in his band The Franceens. I thought they were prime filth and Dan approached me during the guitar solo in a pub in Camden and I raised the bar stool between us and I fended him off valiantly but the bar staff were not impressed.

This is his Fam.