I've just read an account of how an unemployed weaver in 1920s Lancashire was mistaken for a strike breaker and got beaten up so badly that he nearly died. Far from being a scab he was merely looking for work, not realising that the factory he'd called at was on strike.

I'm all for working class solidarity, whether it be for stopping scabs or fascists. But a song as nasty as the Black Leg Miner, and remember it revels in breaking people's spines, is best remembered as an unsavoury bit of history.

As far as I'm concerned, Nick Griffin is welcome to it.