Ooh-Wakka-Doo-Wakka-Day

We all have Ooh-Wakka-Doo-Wakka-Day Days - today has been mine.

Let me explain.

The song is a real favourite of mine, and I find that it can lift even the darkest of moods.

Good job really, as I've just had what is known in the fat-bastardry trade as a food strop.

Let's say that you've been looking forward to dinner, only to find that it tastes foul, and there is a key-lime cheescake in the fridge that you can't touch because of your diabetes, and the only other option in the entire fridge is some salmon, which you can eat, but you can't have any dressing so it's as dry as the driest stick on the planet. So, you're sitting there starving, knowing that you have to eat because you have just injected insulin - so you start to have a mega food strop. This involves launching the salmon through the patio doors into the mouth of a grateful Pablo and repeatably opening/shutting the same cupboards/fridge door saying, "Why is there never any food in this house?".....

A food strop.

Then you fall about laughing because you realise that you are a hormonal whale, nearly six months pregnant and having one of those days. So, you retreat to the front room and play some Ooh-Wakka-Doo-Wakka-Day (thanks Gilbert) and feel instantly better.

To those of you unfamiliar with Gilbert O' Sullivan, shame on you.

Now click and watch...