Some person, who I can only describe as some sort of cunt, drove past my house this morning at about ten.

Not content to veer around the neighbourhood twice at near warp speed,
he was also playing the first Steps album at full, ear-splitting volume.

Now I have Steps line dance classic '5,6,7,8' in my head. It's been making sporadic reappearances, and will continue to do so until I sleep. Maybe it will even haunt my dreams...