SynopsisFor 15 years of my life, between 1983 and 1998 I supplemented my income working as a part time doorman. My main place of work was at a bar that was frequented by the 'alternative' crowd of the 1980's and hidden beneath a respectable city centre hotel. During that time I went from a shy, quiet lad from a white collar background to a steroid fuelled monster and then, slowly, back again.