The clouds form a map of the UK in the sky br then morphs into a white Troglodyte, but due br to an aberration in cloud formation and my br fixation on all things English, I find another br map of England up high in the shining white br which also morphs into a white Troglodyte, br clearly a regular pattern in Cumulus cloud br br Again I wondered why all radio stations play br horrible electric music without resonance, the br piped voice of an alien being singing hallo-o-o br -oh over and over while the electric keyboard br repeats the same rhythmic pattern, the only br word to describe this tinny sound is Ardentinny br and my reaction of lightning destruction of brain br cells can only be called Ardslignish br br With hubby driving, I must endure this Araglin of br hellish sounds so he can be happy and content br while complaining endlessly about errant drivers br not making way as he makes his imperial approach, br I never use expletives like he does, I store my anger br while listening how drivers incur his wrath br br When I take the wheel I unleash my Ardslignish on my br fellow road-hogs while singing happily at the top of my br voice, no Ardentinny unleashing Araglin for me, I sing br with the Beach Boys and croon with Elvis Presley… br br br Ardslignish, Ardentinny and Araglin: See “The Meaning of Liff” br by Douglas Adams, I have taken some liberty with his br dictionary, pp.6+7.