Dominated by a sojourn in the Czech Republic.
Karl Nagl’s claim that, unlike the Germans, Viennese organ-grinders are musicians, because they have “crank-sense.” And female yodelling with Dudlerinnen Trude Mally and Maly Nagl.
A rubbish heap in which a Ukrainian nuclear fireman finds romance with Willie Nelson.
Cranking it up along the River Lea.
Another abundance of redundance. Featuring Russian, German and Italian puppetry, organ-grinding, and other nonsense.
More inanity from the Hackney organity.
A little blackletter prob.