Where did we get the name you ask? From our Da. Ma says he used to be a punk, she was a punk too, but only ‘cause Da was one. Not a punk like in the cop programmes on telly, where they call robbers and muggers “good for nothin’ punks.” No, a Punk Rocker. Ma said punks listened to punk music and used to wear torn clothes and had safety pins jammed in their ears and called themselves names like Rat and Flea and Scabs. The more disgusting the name the better, Ma

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