This painting records not only my grandfather’s party piece – a witty wee rhyme we were all taught at an early age – but also my father, keen for the next generation to continue the legacy, handing a fiver over to my wee Aussie cousin as reward for him learning it – Glaswegian accent and all.

We are lucky enough to have a recording of my Grandpa Bobby Boyce reciting his party piece.   He is the mustachioed gentleman in the centre.