In the great tradition of British End-of-the-Pier Pointlessness, Mr. Lobby Lud hailes from the imaginary coastal resort of Regis-On-Sea.  His claim to be the World’s Only One-Man Big Band remains unsubstantiated; the much vaunted collection of home-made mechanical instruments has yet to be seen with the exception of a tobacco-pipe kazoo and the busker’s organ, neither of which appear to work particularly well.  Oh, and there was that solitary appearance of the Herman-o-Matic washboard playing machine...  Although he aspires to play the tuba whilst riding the bicycle, Lobby Lud is more often seen clutching a ukulele and attempting to hide behind a screen of kazoos and a veneer of respectability.  Nobody is fooled.