Poor Neighbours

One thing I do when John is not here is listen to music he absolutely hates!

Doing this made me notice that I have a bit of an eclectic taste :-)

I went from Mathilde Santing (Dutch singer with a gorgeous voice) to Lori Carson (ok, not such a big jump) to the Fugees (bigger jump, sexy music, had to dance silly of course thinking of yesterdays movie pretending I was one of those sexy black girls) via Verdi's requiem (which brought me to tears once more - Libera me - does it every time) to the somewhat lighter Shayne Ward and Rowetta (yeah sorry, I have this xFactor thing going on and I needed something lighter after Verdi) to KT Tunstall with her cherry tree - live - very 'lekker'.

Made me ponder of course why I never do this when I am at home with John, I could always put the headphones on... and I know now why, I am unable to just listen to music. I need to sing and shout and dance and bop and apart from that it is a bit restrictive to do all that with headphones I wouldn't want to do it to John!

And.. oh dear.. I just went into our utility kitchen where we keep the fridge and washing machine and dryer... and of course I forgot that I was drying some clothes for which of course the window needs to be open. Oh dear... that means during my Verdi outburst (which was extremely loud - through bad (died and therefore making horrible noises from what should be serene sound) loudspeakers and me screaming at the top of my lungs that the window has been open. Only 5 meters or so away.

Poor poor neighbours.. I will now as a good girl go to my couch, under the duvet and watch 'a dragon of a movie' (as we call it in Holland) on ITV -

But.. tomorrow... I will check all windows are closed and I will belt out 'Les Miserables' in full.

In Dutch!

I mean... what are double glazed windows for anyway!