WHERE ARE WE? ROCKBOTTOM. When Lynsey De Paul & Mike Moran sang ‘Rockbottom’ in 1977’s Eurovision, little did they know that Thatcher was about to become Queen of the Britons, the utilities & unions were about to take a hefty kicking, and our 5 year dalliance with our continent’s Felicite’ and Bonheur were about to be questioned for the first time. And NOT JUST for the first time! The Specials were still 4 years away from confirming that our towns were in fact ‘Ghostly’, and that all the clubs & pubs had been closed down. And what did we do? We didn’t wallow in the fact that it was Ally’s Tartan Army that headed to The Argentine, and that Trevor Francis & Kevin Keegan were well past their ‘ Use-By Date’ (yet another unwanted ‘regulation’ from those fascists in Brussels). We didn’t storm out of the Song For Europe campaign in an open top bus, promising to shore-up the NHS with gazillions of cash. We didn’t take those South American World Cup Winners on, before we’d had