After our parents came back from the Pub with the crates at chucking out time, Home they went to Uncle John's house as he had a piano but no one played so a cousin up the street could so always came to the doo's as long as you put a full glass and plate of food she played all night.
When my Dad had his whistle wet he would always sing the Barrow Boy Song
Great Memories this was all in the 1950's and 60's.