From the minute I got up today I have been singing random and very old songs. It's as if my body is possessed. Lyrics have come out of my mouth that I didn't know I knew.

Song Tennis has been the theme - not watching tennis and singing, although the watching of the tennis is becoming so addictive., that I have added a trip to Wimbledon to my 'must do soon list'.

Whilst there was little time to weed or tend the plants today I did make time to water. There is a patch at the top of the allotment that I have previously kept well shorn. This year that's not happened and would you look at what I've been missing.

So why, as I soaked up their beauty, was I singing 'Tip Toe Through the Tulips'?