Neophile or neophobe?

Jerry sat in the New Cross Inn talking to Una Persson. "Bet you're glad the matter transporter's gone back to Lord Jagged." The pub shimmered & every thing went temporarily out of focus. "Too right. I was becoming addicted to it," she replied. "Bit like these things." said Jerry as he pulled a mobile phone out of his pocket."

"So you're getting used to the twenty first century." said Una smiling. She was wearing a boating blazer with yellow,red & green vertical stripes, black drainpipe trousers & white & black bowling shoes. Her hair was still a black bob. She had a white button down shirt & a red & black striped slim-jim tie. Jerry was dressed in Royal Scott tartan bondage trousers, a red & black drape jacket, blue brothel creepers & a white shirt with gold stitching down the front. He wore a black slim-jim tie & had his black hair spiked up a las 1977. He pressed a button on his mobile phone & it squirted a vapour into his face. He immediately passed out.

"'Ello Jerry me old son." It was his brother Frank's voice. A fish-eye lens vision of his brother's face framed in straggly long hair loomed over him. "Where's Una?" "Strapped to the table behind me." "Watcha doin'?" "Fuckin' you about Jerry. You love it you slag!" "You're supposed to be dead." "I am." "No you're not." "I am in 2006. This just happens to be 1976." "Shit!" "Well you're dressed for the part Jerry. You must have had precog." "I must have had something." "Look who's here." Their sister Catherine walked into the room. She was dressed in a white PVC catsuit, twelve hole black Doctor Marten boots & a black leather bike jacket. She had short, white spiky hair & wore black wrap-round shades. She untied Una & walked up to Frank. He was still feverishly grinning into Jerry's face when she struck Frank around the back of the head with a crow-bar. She helped Jerry up off the floor & said.... "Let's get out of here." Una, Jerry & Catherine Cornelius hit the streets of Soho.

Frank had set up a laboratory right in the middle of the seediest stretch. His shop-front had pictures of Satyrs playing the Pan Pipes dancing around a cross-legged Kali. Each of her eight hands held an item used in fetish sex. A whip, a pair of hand-cuffs, a gimp mask, a bridle, a riding crop, some rope, a long steel clothes peg & a dildo. Jerry chuckled as he surveyed the shop window before sweeping on up the road after Una & Catherine.
"1976 hmmm." mused Jerry as some long hairs stopped & stared at the outrageous trio of original Punks.
"We've just made the look." said Una aware that any direct reference to time travel away from Lord Jagged's device would throw the three of them God knows where in the multiverse. Her brief concern over "the look" was as a result of the fact that if their clothes had been inappropriate for 1976 they, again, would have been wrenched from this place with all manner of grisly consequences. As with the normal run of chrononaughtical behaviour they quickly joined Catherine in assuming their roles for that time & dimension. Jerry quickly forgot he'd ever been anywhere else.
"Let's go & see Mo Collier," he said.
They rounded a corner & heard the electric mayhem of a fast blues based pub rock band scything a long set of guitar breaks out through an open window near the entrance to Wardour Street.
The three walked into the rehearsal space & Mo grinned as he continued with his guitar break. A drummer & bass player were similarly engrossed in what they were doing.
Jerry put on a bowler hat & grabbed the mike & came in at the beginning of twelve bar section.

"Woke up this morning & all my shrimps were dead,
Woke up this morning & all my shrimps were dead,
Was it something I did wrong or was it something that I said?

I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
With that nuclear power you know you can only lose.

Woke up this morning & my fish had three eyes,
Woke up this morning & my fish had three eyes,
That nuclear power you know you can only despise.

I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
With that nuclear power you know you can only lose.

Woke up this morning & my cat's blood had thinned,
Woke up this morning & my cat's blood had thinned,
With that nuclear power you know you have really sinned.

Woke up this morning & my water tasted like glue,
Woke up this morning & my water tasted like glue,
My irradiated brain just doesn't work like it used to.

I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
With that nuclear power you know you can only lose.

Woke up this morning & my eyeballs had gone bang,
Woke up this morning & my eyeballs had gone bang,
I've been perforated by that long radiation fang.

I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
I got that nuclear energy Sellafield mutation blues,
With that nuclear power you know you can only lose."