Was woke up this morning by more of the same. They have certainly taken a cue from 70s rock bands; if you can't be good, be loud.
Oh, and speaking of rock bands, this will amuse those of you who have read my PhD thesis:
Her name is Olga.
The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
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