According to Facebook, Les ended up in jail and was hounded off the estate. Everybody hated him, apparently. I like the bit at the end where the big fella shuts the gate. "I'll get that for you, pal"
Some of his songs are quite racy. Every year when summer comes round, off to the sea I go. I don't care if I do spend a pound, I'm rather rash I know. See me dressed like all the sports, in my blazer and a pair of shorts. With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll. It may be sticky but I never complain, it's nice to have a nibble at it now and again Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. One afternoon the band conductor up on his stand Somehow lost his baton - it flew out of his hand So I jumped in his place and then conducted the band With my little stick of Blackpool Rock With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, Along the promenade I stroll, In my pocket it got stuck I could tell 'Cos when I pulled it out I pulled my shirt off as well Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. A girl while bathing clung to me, my wits had to use She cried, "I'm drowning, and to save me, you won't refuse" I said, "Well if you're drowning then I don't want to lose My little stick of Blackpool Rock." With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, Along the promenade I stroll In the ballroom I went dancing each night No wonder every girl that danced with me, stuck to me tight Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. A fellow took my photograph it cost one and three. I said when it was done, "Is that supposed to be me?" "You've properly mucked it up the only thing I can see is My little stick of Blackpool Rock."
The weirdest thing happened, I was reading the answers on page 1-2 and George Formby as an answer popped into my head, imagine my surprise on seeing his name mentioned on page 3.
