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Evening enlivened by the discovery that a quiet corner of my DVD collection contains what may be the only commercially available film of Pete Atkin doing his thing. To wit, "Mermaid Frolics", from the Amnesty boxset I'm working through, contains a very silly song about trains. He's playing second or third fiddle to Julie Covington, who at that point was at the height of her fame (Don't Cry For Me, Argentina, and Rock Follies), but still...

Incidentally, if any of you have ever listened to the Radio 4 series This Sceptred Isle, he was the producer.