Flashing back again to a time in my childhood when "home video" meant buying short 8mm movies, usually silent ones. A friend and I were buying whatever Laurel & Hardy films we could afford and my friend ordered a four-minute film advertised as Stan Laurel doing a crazy dance. But it wasn't Stan Laurel, though you could kinda see why the seller made that mistake. It was a different Brit — a man sometimes billed as The Greatest Eccentric Dancer. I can't dance at all but if I could, I'd like to dance like Jack Stanford…