HARRY RAG A lot of first names on this album. David, Sybilla, Priscilla, Terry and Julie ... and with today's song, Tom and Harry (no Dick unfortunately). This song is great and devilishly fun. But it's also deeply true to life. People half dead who still summon up the strength to have a smoke. The smart young ladies of the day who don't roll their own but who love lighting up a cig from a ready-made packet. People complaining about the taxman (pace George Harrison) but accepting life's lot as long as they can keep enough money to buy a fag or two. Hearing 'Bingo' at the end reminds me of my mother. She would very occasionally go to the bingo hall with friends. This was mainly a female pursuit since women didn't often go out to the pub. And yes it wasn't just for the bingo, it was also to have a good natter and smoke a few cigs.