Jazz Peas carries on Ian McMillan’s examination of what it’s like to be a middle-aged grey-haired grandad in the former South Yorkshire coalfield in the grip of an uncaring government. It could almost be the 1980’s except for the grey hair. As Ian says ‘words are the only weapons I’ve got. And The only protection against the cold. And the only torches to shine in the darkness’. Not that it’s all darkness, of course.
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