Oh. Dear.God. I've had the most horrible day. I am in terrible despair and must call into question my whole outlook on life.
Now I know, readers, that you will be concerned about poor Mrs T and curious to find out what has brought her to the edge of the insanity. So let me now regale you with the tragic event which has been the source of my misery and which happened this very afternoon...
Mrs T (moi) is having a bit of a jig to an unknown but rather catchy tune at the service counter in the restaurant at the tennis centre.
"Who is this?" says Mrs T the to the gentleman making her tea.
A flash of horror passes across his face as he plops Mrs T on the counter.
"Justin Bieber," he replies.
And so, dear readers, my world came crashing down.
It's official. Mrs T has lost all her musical taste.