The unfortunate Mr Tom Arto’s antipathy to the music hall favourite Yes, We Have No Bananas – because he is a vegetarian, naturally – drives him to ever more desperate measures, taking him to a nightclub, where he hopes for “a little Wagner” but again finds the annoying ditty, then home to bed, where he is awoken by his neighbour’s tuba practice. Finally he travels the world, only to find at each destination that the tune has got there first.
