I like a bit of music.

Normally I listen to the likes of ClassicFM or LyricFM. I set the volume to around three or four, and I find them soothing to listen to in the background. They don’t have much talking, just music. And their presenters don’t have mid-Atlantic accents [or Tallaghtfornian, as we call it here].

Sometimes I like something a little different.

I bought myself the Queen Platinum Collection. It arrived yesterday morning.

There is only one problem with Queen – they have to be played at high volume. And I mean high. We are talking about setting the volume to around twenty.

No sooner had I put the disks in and hit the play button when the phone rang – it was the Valentia Observatory complaining again. Apparently I have upset their seismological measurements yet again. They said they had only just recalibrated after my last bout of Dire Straits. I told them they must be imagining it, but they e-mailed me their graphs.

I must say it’s impressive. You can see the precise point the track started, and the build up into the Bohemian Rhapsody. Apparently I managed to hit a 3 on the Richter Scale, which isn’t bad. Especially as I am over a hundred miles away from them.

So anyway, I had to turn it down a bit. People were actually starting to move out of the area. Luckily Herself can sleep through anything [except for some reason if I come in from the pub a bit late].

Anyway, you can’t beat Freddie Mercury and the Gang for clearing the cobwebs out of the eaves, the rats out of the basement and unwanted guests overstaying their Christmas welcome.