Fizzy

1977 was the most incredible summer ever for Danny Wilbur and his best mate Tom Green.

They were sixteen years old, they had the metabolisms of racing whippets, the libidos of alley cats, and best of all they were mobile.

They haunted the local discos, pubs, transport cafes, and funfairs like teenaged lounge lizards, eager for new tastes and experiences.

That summer saw them away from their Midlands village for two weeks on Spain's Costa Brava; Danny's first ‘proper’ foreign holiday.

In the tackiest tourist bar in Lloret De Mar, amidst the mullet haired tourists, 'chicken in a basket' meals, and cold beer, Danny spies the girl of his dreams and falls hopelessly and profoundly in love.

She was the perfect girl for him. Beautiful, petite, and funny. She even liked T. Rex, and The Ramones! There was a big problem though, and Danny was soon to discover that the course of true love seldom runs smooth.

If you grew up in the 1970s, if you love the music, fashion, and colour of the most wonderful decade of our lifetimes, then you're going to love this book. Fire up your Fizzy, and join us on a nostalgic trip back to 1977.