Another Monday, so another barking mad tune for your entertainment. Surely not you cry. Well maybe not, but the lyric from today’s birthday boy’s song shows what a rascally scamp he is. Cavorting around bits of Europe and loving ’em and leaving ’em. That would never ever happen amongst Eurovision circles now, would it? I’ll leave that to your conscience. So with a set to die for – it’s not just a load of old balls – and a nifty little Topman suit and scarf, I’ll leave you with Henri Dès’ story of travel and jewel boxes. Henri is 75 today.
Joyeux anniversaire/Buon compleanno/Frohe Geburtstag, Henri!