Dobba - Guitar
Norbert - Vocals 

For "The Ballad Of Sara and Goffy" the Fingolstones musical influences were the Blues of the deep south (the deep south of Chesterfield that is ie Clay Cross, North Wingfield etc).
Dobbas bluesy guitar and Norberts heartfelt pained vocals effortlessly portray the doomed love story that was Sara and Goffy.

Sara Vaughan expressed her interest in the young boy Gofton and made it clear that she would have him and try and break through the barriers he put up. She thought he was shy and that this was endearing, he thought she was fat and scary. She wasn't really fat at all but she was quite scary. Norbert had experienced the intensity of a Sara Vaughan kiss at Carmelina Tozzis Halloween party. An experience that left him emotionally scarred for life, though strangely excited as well. Goffy had heard the tales and fought to keep her away, and in this he succeeded. However this wouldn't have made for a very good song so using a bit or artistic licence the Fingolstones amended the tale slightly. In their version he succumbed to her charms and met a grisly fate.

The Fingolstones loved the song but were absolutely terrified that Sara would hear it and kill them. However unable to resist the release of their new track it was indeed played to a receptive AHC audience. There were mixed views on the song. Goffy hated it and Sara vowed revenge. The rest of the AHC liked it though.

Sara got her revenge by writing her own scathing attack on Dobba and Norbert criticising everything about them, from their music to their schmutter. This revenge backfired when the lads realised that the revenge song was actually quite good. An acapella version was recorded although never released as a single or album track although it was included as a pre order bonus track on the Captain Whistle album.

At one time Goffy was the youngest Arch Bishop of St Augustines, however ......

His ecclesiastical career was brought to a sudden end when this shocking photo was published in the News of the World. 

Gather round and drink your coffee
And I'll tell you the tale of Sara and Goffy
Two young people who could not pull
Life for them was awful dull

Now Sara was a hopeful lass
But her ugly face and massive ass
Were no assets in her search for fun
She had to find another lonely one

Goffy was such a lad
His thoughts were good and never bad
He always wore a clean pair of socks
And he liked to listen to Sly Fox

Through a mutual friend they got together
Sara had visions of rolling in heather
He would take her home turn the lights down low
Cuddle up tight watch the Rolf Harris show

Though Goffy thought Sara no dog
He was afraid of the day they'd have to snog
For he'd heard tales of what she could do
How she'd leave mens bodies black and blue

The fateful day came when they got together
And had a roll in the heather
He never again heard a ticking clock
Poor old Goffy died of shock

If you like sweaters worn by Frank Bough
You'll have loved the tale of Sara and Goff 

Goffy in his religious get up.