The bard celebrates two other fine practitioners of the art, and laments a lost brewer
VERY fitting that this year punk legends The Members are the Saturday night headliners at Glastonwick, the beer and music festival I have co-run for 21 years in my native west Sussex.
One of their best-known songs, Offshore Banking Business, sums up the Tories’ chums’ long-standing practices perfectly in four minutes of stonking reggae.
As Corbyn says, these far-off and strangely named financial centres should be run directly from Britain and their tax anomalies ended. The British Virgin Islands are home not to young innocents but geriatric tax dodgers — more fittingly, perhaps, the Cayman Islands share their name with a flesh-eating crocodile.
The bard tours Finland and tampers with the cuisine
The Bard commutes to work for the first time in 45 years
Fiery words from the Bard in Blackpool and Edinburgh, and Evidence Based Punk Rock from The Protest Family
Warming up for his Durham gig, the bard pays attention to the niceties of language


