Earworm from hell (aka Dresden)
For the past week I had this stuck in my head. It crept up when I least expected it, during downtime at work, at home on waking up or whilst walking down the street. For the love of all that’s something something, please no more clinking of glasses. Might I add I was in no festive and/or amorous mood this week, so what the hell? The upshot: nice bouquet.