And all he'd deemed important was only ever an illusion, his reflected image included. With a little imagination, he might realise things midweek aren't that bad: there's the loving family, the secure job amid mass unemployment, a relationship with the perfect young woman. He longs for the weekend, or a greater, permanent escape from the daily grind of factory life in an industrial town. When not doing his 'thing' in Wigan's Casino Club - voted 'The Greatest Disco in the World' by Billboard Magazine - Phillip hates the world. Phillip sees life in a simplistic if passionate way: up or down, us and them, black, white and nothing in-between. Without the rose-tinted spectacles, but with hindsight and humour, and with poignancy and affection. It's also a Britain of definite youth cultures, when the wrong attire on the wrong street might equal a beating for your blunder, often regardless of your football allegiance. It's a time of great social and political upheaval - industrial disputes and bullying unions, racial discord and the National Front.
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