I thought it was a recent version of Stravinsky’s Petrushka theme, but it turns out that Pete Seeger is the intermediary. Plus an East End Jewish version of Khachaturian’s Sabre Dance.
Barrel/street organ stuff.
How amiably drunken shagfests could resolve the burka problem in a manner acceptable to freedom-loving readers of this blog.
And of a great British pub landlord, Juan from Málaga.
A Portuguese menagerie of sozzledness.