Spellbound and Swallowed

And this is why I get no peace. This, two weeks ago. Who did the testing, the training? And, it wasn’t just the acoustic couplers that coupled. Who spent Sancerre nights at The Crest? Who went to Aberdeen. Why is Phil Collins warbling ‘I Cannot Believe It’s True’ every-bloody-where I go? Why can everyone else apart, apparently, from you, remember?