A bunch of rude-boys and rude-girls skanked up a storm in the Watering Hole at Perranporth on Saturday night, while rain lashed the sands outside.

As the winds blew around the pub, inside there was a different maelstrom to welcome Neville Staple back to Cornwall.

Appearing in the guise of Judge Roughneck in a sharp suit and magistrate’s wig, he soon took control of the situation, creating his own frenzy with classics such as Pressure Drop and Gangsters.

Staple, now in his 60s, flitted between suave and silly as often as his action dipped from Jamaican to Brummy, keeping up a constant patter between songs.

But he didn’t have it all his own way, and towards the end he seemed to find it hard work to keep the set going in the face of constant chatter from an odd audience, some of whom seemed more intent on getting another high-five, fist-bump or shout-out than having a good old stomp around the dance floor.

Still, he still has the style and his voice still sounds great, and with a solid band behind him he blasted through the ska standards – Monkey Man had the whole room jumping – before finishing the only way an old Special could, with an ultra chilled rendition of Ghost Town.