Elise

Elie in the morning, Elise in the afternoon.

As an armchair expert in short track speed skating I''m still outraged.

There's an obvious song to go with that title but it would be too ironic for words so I'm not going there. Instead, a track from an all-time favourite album, the newly-released, expanded double-disc version of which was waiting for me on the doormat on today's return from a great few days away. Pretty perfect.