I'm not singing for the future
I'm not dreaming of the past
I'm not talking of the first time
I never think about the last
- A Rainy Night In Soho
The first time? It was in a park in South London back in the summer of 1985. The last? Probably just before last Christmas, in a former railway shed in Manchester. But in between those two dates, the Pogues were the most fun that anyone could have with a collection of musical instruments and a dancefloor.