My brother Lawrence Glaister, who has died aged 75 from complications of vascular disease, was a musician and entertainer. For most of his life he made his living busking as a one-man band, playing on the streets of Britain and Europe. From 1977 to 2023 he lived and busked in Norway, where he accompanied his huge repertoire of standard and original songs with guitar, drum, harmonica and jew’s harp.
Lawrence was a hilarious and unpredictable man with many gifts. He was a talented painter, an engaging raconteur and a notorious teller of filthy jokes. He was also a funny but sometimes cruel mimic. He would light up any party with his songs: family favourites included a drinking song dedicated to Guinness, and his own tragicomic Ode to Senile Dementia.
