My colleagues have been joking about wanting music while we work "since it's christmas", and this afternoon Katherine brought in a bunch of christmas cds. First up was a sharp, wavering soprano who made my teeth grate. I finally said miserably "Is this my punishment for having kept singing at you all last week?" Only to be told it was the famous Charlotte Church.
I was then rather rude about Ms Church.
Crikey, voice of an angel, that tripe? Eeuch.
Going home to listen to some decent music!