No.176

Vertigo-stricken and phobic to fire, our man Sam still harbours wishes to be a firefighter. It’ll never happen though, damn his genes. Instead of bombing up and down ladders with a hosepipe or rescuing cats from trees, he instead throws on a mix of orange and red and takes to the dance-floor. He’s the North West disco dancing champ five years running and while his old knees are creaking somewhat, he’s still more than capable of creating a disco inferno.