Because it’s raining, its Sunday, and because my crazy little cat has just bought me what I guess he thinks is a delightful gift – a dead frog with his back legs chewed off – I’m just going to post this on here. A lovely friend in Spain sent it too me a little while back, and it’s been stuck in my head ever since. I got a funny look from a grumpy fellow cyclist yesterday, for humming it at a red light. He can bite me though.
Even if you, like me, have no idea what it’s all about, I still guarantee that you’ll feel at least, ooohh, 2% happier after listening.