Stuck in my head for weeks:

"I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea,
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the only thing for me.

I've tried walking sideways,
And walking to the front,
But people just look at me,
And say it's a publicity stunt.

I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
To prove that I love you."

Happens now & again.

Can't believe how much work I've done this week, especially given I was out sick yesterday, it's perverse.

Not as perverse as some things, some lovely, some lousy, making some secret lists, checking them twice.