Wise man, Mister Barden.

But we were staying in The Bedford, and it would have seemed churlish to stride straight up to one's room and not venture into the throng at all - a throng that includes Dan, Rebe and Matt Quinn, Sheila Miller, Dogan Mehmet, other faces from the Royal Oak in Lewes is no bad throng, you'll agree - and it's interesting to hear what others make of the tunes familiar from sessions back home.........but when a couple of goons clamber on the table to bellow some tedious shanty, employing gross gestures by way of illustration (as though I wouldn't know what an arse was if it were not drawn in the air in front of me!)then it's time to quit, shaking one's head over the fact that some in the crowd - women, even - seemed to enjoy this boorishness.

I grow old I grow old
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled

To coin a phrase

Pip