<hands Robert plastic trumpet>

<reads "night" helmet - conjures image of convertible head gear / bed pan>

An image similarly conjured by Dylan Thomas:
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FIRST VOICE

P.C. Attila Rees lumps out of bed, dead to the dark and still
foghorning, and drags out his helmet from under the bed;
but deep in the backyard lock-up of his sleep a mean voice
murmurs.

A VOICE (_Murmuring_)

You'll be sorry for this in the morning...

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*Under Milkwood*, Dylan Thomas

Heads off to re-read Under Milkwood

That plastic trumpet would not be a vuvuzela would it?

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

Was Vuvuzela one of the Gabor sisters?

Nope. Highly annoying trumpet shaped plastic thing used at sporting events in South Africa.

Wiki article. :P

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

You know, there were even a few at the recent Athletics World Championships in Berlin.

Really Prinz?
I would have thought the Gabor sisters a little old for athletics. Even little Zsa Zsa would have to be about 100 by now.

Didn't she take part in some Martial Arts tournament in Los Angeles a scant few years ago?

Besides Vuvusela and Zsa Zsa wasn't there another one? Zeppo, wasn't it?

No, that was Juan Antonio Samaranch (don't salute!)

Or was it Greta, the dyslexic Gabor sister?

Which one was Zeppo? The disturbing mute or the scruffy Italian?

He was the one with the ciggy lighter

(The mute was Harpo & the scruffy Italian was Chico.)

Then who was Glutto?

The one who ate everything - including part of his name?

The ventriloquist's dummy who battled with Popeye?

Ah, nothing to do with Blotto Marx then. He had an unhealthy fixation on stationery equipment.

I thought he was the one with the drinking problem...

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No, that was the catchphrase loving Motto Marx.

as opposed to the one who enjoyed places of quiet reflection : Grotto Marx