All this Christmas talk has damn well put Daddy's Home by Cliff into my head. That's bad enough as it is, I now have to give it a bit of room or it won't go away.

Silently humming, it has just smoothly and oddly segued in Puppy Love by Donny Osmond.

Daddy's home (do do do)
Daddy's home
To sta-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (and key change)
I cry each night
My tears for you
My tears fall like endless summer rain

And so on.

It's the demon offspring of 'I just can't get Blue Monday out of my head', or 'Rapture on the storm' or whatever is being mashed at the moment.

And it's just too strange.

It's just me isn't it. I'll get my coat.