Many years ago a group of us went from Southport (Lancashire) to Bradford (Yorkshire) for a curry. (This may seem a long way, but curry aficionadoes will understand). It was preceded by the usual pub crawl, and the last one was a Victorian edifice, high ceilings, yellowed wallpaper and all.

The 'act' was on as we arrived - a Flamenco guitarist, of all things. Shortly after we sat down, he stopped for his break. So we sang a song or two (as you do). I sang (perhaps unwisely!) the Holmfirth Anthem. When I got to "Wilt thou go fight the French and Spaniards?" the guitarist got up and walked out!

Steve