A song I’m extremely surprised to find I remember quite well; unless someone much more famous covered it later on, although I can’t think who would have.

Actually I can quite readily imagine Microdisney covering this one, although they hardly qualify as more famous. Cathal Coughlan would have smothered it in sardonic, and probably finished up by bellowing about tulips and being impregnated by the Holy Ghost, but it would have been great anyway.

Alison Statton now works as a chiropodist. Well, why not?