'Well, quite a nice evening for the time of year, eh, Pooh? Pooh?'
'Sorry, Piglet, I was miles away.'
'Any particular reason?'
'Just very sad that he's gone.'
'Who?'
'The Last Rocker Standing, Piglet. He of the rebellious forelock and keyboard thumpage.'
'Oh, yes...you mean--'
'Dairylea Lewis.'
'I think you'll find it's Jer--'
'Quintessential purveyor of fromage-based rockabilly, you know.'
'Pooh, he was nothing of the sort--'
'"Great Balls of Stilton." Incomparable groove.'
'He had nothing to do with--'
'Finger in every fondue, Dairylea. Pioneered CaerPhilly Soul for a start.'
'Pooh, it's just Philly--'
'Master
songwriter. Wrote that wonderful
hit,
"The moment I wake up
Before I put on my make-up,
I cheddar little tear for you."
Made a star of Benjamin Franklin, that did.'
'I think you'll find it's Aretha--'
'And of course he played with all the greats. Dorset Blue Vinny, Mississippi Red Leicester.'
'Pooh--'
'Soundtracks to boot. For that film with Whoreson Welles and Frankie Howerd.'
'Er, Orson...and Trev--'
'Now, what was it? Ah, yes, the Harry Lymeswold theme. But of course Anton Karas played it...on his slither. Dairylea gifted it to him and stepped aside. A measure of the man.'
'Pooh, it...oh, never mind. Great shame about Jerry Lee Lewis, too.'
'Who's he, then?'
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