The jazz and whistle.

Hubby was reading my blog last night. He remembered that Henry bought the train whistle a few years back on one of those Santa special steam train rides. As there was absolutely nuffink on the telly, again, we were listening to jazz on R3. There was a rather annoying tune being played which sounded exactly like one of the kids blowing on the whistle over and over and over again. Reminds me of the Fast Show.