There i go, there i go,There i go, there i go,

The opening lyrics to a famous number by James Moody.

A raucous rendition of this jazz standard was considered compulsory after a good night up the pub, inevitably followed by the traditional Polish ”hundred years” song  Stolat Stolat Niech Zyja Zyja Nam. We all knew the words. Enthusiastic performances could be anywhere, usually to the astonishment, and sometimes applause, of passers by, neighbours, patrolling police cars etc