Whistle and I'll come to you

So while we put all thoughts of funerals to back of our minds until next week, let's talk about whistling in song.

I was very pleased to discover something new today which is all whistling and pretty marvellous. Where The Rainbow Ends by the Tony Hiller Orchestra made itself known on my ipod, as I was giving my new Dutch pop hits of the 1960s CD a first listen. It's whistling throughout, in a semi-sinister way, something I'm all for, and sounds like it should be from a detective show or a film. So then I thought more about whistling.

But, I mused, when you think 'whistling in song', there's only one person who really springs to mind. That's right. It's Roger Whittaker.

Now, I'm a big a fan of gems like I Don't Believe In If Anymore and Durham Town (The Leaving) as the next man, but what or who else is out there?

There's 1969 No.2 I Was Kaiser Bill's Batman by Whistling Jack Smith (the clue's in the name), but it's been hijacked by an advert and therefore it's over. There's the cutesy naive bangwagonesque Roger Miller Sixties smash England Swings, there's the theme to Twisted Nerve, which someone walked by my living room window whistling once and it made my nerves twist, and er, there I've drawn a bit of a blank.

But I'm a fan. Help me out. Anyway, here's Tony.