Mirror, Mirror On The Wall... What Aspect Of 1981 Does It Pain You Most To Recall?

Overdressed twits taking Polaroids of one another in posey little clubs? Or the stern soapbox caterwauling of commentators who got themselves into a blue funk about everyone else's fun? Underlying both is the gaunt spectre of Narcissism, reckons Ian Penman. Well, that's one way of looking at it...