Through some strange process of word association, or deja vu, or jamais vu, I find myself relating this little tale. Last night I went to see Jeremy Taylor at Bedford (UK) Folk Club. I got chatting to him before the show started, and as we hadn't met for several years, I reminded him that I used to sing with Barrie Roberts at the Songsmiths club in Walsall: he immediately started singing "On the road to Manadalay"! The reason (which I thought I'd managed to expunge from memory) is that Barrie, who is a big fan of RK, once sang it to finish the evening: every week for years afterwards, we had to close with it.

Steve (somewhere west of Suez)