Separated at Birth?

Christine LaGarde

Barry

Thanks to Private Eye

Toad

You know those days...

Those days you can't wait to get everyone out of the house? Or look forward to a half hour alone in the car? Those days you just want to wallow in your own misery and self pity?

Do you allow background music? If so, what music do you play? Is there something you save for just those days? Something tried and true?

Barry Manilow has always done it for me. On those days even his upbeat stuff makes me weep, copiously.

Any other day he makes my teeth ache.

After an afternoon of Barry, I'll be back in full fettle tomorrow.

Toad