Yesterday I spent quite a bit of time in the car with Mum, and it was a Mario Lanza day.

Ma loves Mario Lanza, something she gets from her father. In a sort of musical Stockholm syndrome, I don’t hate it as much as I did. It reminds me of my Grandad and of Saturday afternoons when I was at secondary school and BBC2 used to show musicals in the afternoon (there were only 4 channels when I was a teenager and two of them were sports based on Saturday afternoons!).

Anyway, if I could be said to have a favourite song by Mario Lanza it’s this one. Drink, Drink, Drink. (Oh the irony…a song about drinking, that reminds me of my teetotal Grandad). I’m pretty sure that in 10 years time Ma and I will be inflicting this torture on the nephew, it’s the circle of life or something

Updated to add: Ma has just pointed out that although the voice is Mario, the actor in this clip is not. It’s Edmund Purdom, Lanza had a fight with the director over a song and wasn’t in the film but the soundtrack had already been recorded. (according to Wikipedia)