And the last time I saw Johnny Handle was at Whitby, where he was running a workshop on a pub balcony on how to make a penny whistle out of a bit of electrical plastic-pipe, a bit of plumbing plastic-pipe, and a cork out of a bottle.

No, I lie - he was playing in the ballroom a few times after that in the week with the High Level Ranters. And writing poems. In very irrepressible fine form.