The sound you make is muzak to my ears / You must have learned something in all those years

He slapped his thighs and whooped and catcalled, encouraging anyone who knew it to join in the ‘traditional come-all-you’!

[…] instead of the bright beams that used to play in those eyes, there was now a dark deep-seated sorrow, almost despair.

The filming here appears to be consistent in terms of polarity and resolution and is typically up to Harvester's high filming standards for archival materials with no repeat filming to make up for previously misfilmed items.