The Gorse Fox settled into his hotel room. He had enjoyed a nice meal with Thelonious at his favoured Chinese restaurant. Brazil were playing Croatia... but in the background all he could hear was a guest in a nearby room singing in the shower.
Now there are various approaches to singing in the shower. there's a subtle humming to your self, there's whistling, there's quiet enunciation... and there is this chap. This chap, evidently thinks he is Pavarotti singing in an stadium. Not just any Pavarotti... a Pavarotti with a cat sharpening its claws on his more tender regions.
SHUTUP !!!
[File under: Diary]
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