OK Zizou, I officially hate you.
Friday night, after a nice Rioja, I went to bed. Could I sleep? No!
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base" Rattling round in my head.
Then yesterday I woke up:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
I went to Ikea, where walking through the rug section:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
Next down to the in-laws for a chip supper:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
Driving back from Loughborough:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
We settled in for the evening with a deep robust Bordeaux:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
THEN! this morning I strained one eye open:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
So this afternoon, on the highlights, I can look forward to Jenson Button crossing the finishing line to the tune of:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
And, if my bottle of Chilean Merlot this evening is spoiled by:
"Base, base, base, base, buttery biscuit base"
I will have to hurt someone.
ARRGGGGHHHH!!!!!