(A Grand Don’t Come for Free)… delivered unforgettable tracks like Dry Your Eyes, Fit But You Know It, and Blinded By The Lights — songs that turned Skinner into a working-class poet for the modern age.

So true, listening to that album all the way theough is so fun. The hints of the cheating, the dismissal of what he see’s, cause “I’m mashed!” Lol! What a fantastic album.

It gave me such a great foundation, that has only been reinforced from, family experience, of the differences and similarities of working class Britain to Australia.