Singing in the aisles

I'm no choir-boy! There are few places I dare break into song, other than among the covering noise of other singers. I'm often to be found belting out tunes in my car and warbling along - in fact I sometimes find that a song will pop into my head while I'm at work and it will usually be the last song I heard in the car on my way in. But I'm not prone to randomly bursting into song in public.

Now, Michelle. Michelle is different. I married one of the world's human jukeboxes and she often has random tunes flowing from her. But it seems that the one place that is an exception for me is the supermarket. I'm often found wandering round the supermarket aisles, absent-mindedly singing along to ASDA FM. The other day I had a touching moment when I found myself singing along to Tina Turner (!) as I picked up our shopping. Coming the other way was another shopping also idly singing along and it made me smile. I guess I'm not the only one... and neither is Michelle!