IT TOOK years to write, the opus described lovingly and tongue-in-cheek by my wife Robina as “a book about me — stories about me, written by me, for people who want to read about me.”

She’s entitled to take the piss as she had to live with its creation for a very long time. Putting up with me is enough of a challenge, so coping with the pair of us must have taken some doing. Thanks, darling.

But now it’s finished and last week the advance copies of my autobiography Arguments Yard, published by Cherry Red Books early next month, arrived on a pallet at our front door.

It’s the 35th anniversary of my first gig as Attila and I’m incredibly pleased with it and have a 35-date tour through the autumn to celebrate, starting at Festival 800 in Lincoln on September 3 and taking in most of England and Wales.

If you’d like details of the tour or a signed advance copy please go to my website, attilathestockbroker.com. I’ll leave it to others to make further comment on it in these pages, but will add one final related observation.

The mighty Slovenian experimental rock band Laibach are currently in North Korea, invited to do two shows on August 19 and 20 as part of the celebrations around the 70th anniversary of that country’s liberation from the Japanese.

I never thought there could be a gig to match the first time I saw The Clash at the Rainbow Theatre in London in 1977, but now there has been — to say I’d have loved to have been there is the understatement of the century.

Especially so, since Laibach have been playing their unique interpretation of The Sound Of Music at the events.

If you’ve ever heard their method of deconstructing contemporary mainstream classics, you will be as intrigued as I am to discover what the DPRK audiences made of them.

But claims that they are the very first representatives of European rock culture to be asked to play in the DPRK are way off the mark, comrades.

While at the Festival of Political Song in East Berlin in 1989, I was approached by some seriously suited Koreans and invited to perform at the World Festival of Youth and Students in Pyongyang.

If you want to know what happened, you’ve guessed it. You’ll have to read my autobiography.

I do have a huge fellow-feeling for Laibach. Single-minded, driven, following their own path without compromise for 35 years, often misunderstood, occasionally accused of being “Stalinist.” We all have our crosses to bear.

And talking of ploughing one’s own furrow for a long time — all hail Comrade Corbyn whose candidature in the leadership election is responsible for one of the most inspirational and galvanising periods in recent Labour Party history.

It’s not about Jeremy: it’s about the ideas he represents and the fact that thousands of young people, previously marginalised and dismissing politicians as “all the same,” are enthused and active in his campaign.

Instead of describing Corbyn as “unelectable,” the Labour Party should be attacking the unelected billionaire press barons who are doing their best to make him so.

Once he is elected their vile attacks will increase. It’s time to fight back — to take the attack to the very front door of the Tory press, like we did at Wapping all those years ago…