We were in the Lidl store in Nerja just a few minutes ago, and I was standing behind a gentleman in the checkout queue when I heard him answer his wife, “I don’t know”. My immediate reaction, after noting that he spoke to his wife in English with a German accent (and thinking it odd but clever), was to sing aloud the rest of the line to the famous old hit song “I Don’t Know Why I Love You But I Do (Babe)”; however, I held myself back, thinking to myself, “He will think I’m peculiar if I burst into song at the checkout”. But I couldn’t help myself, and, reasoning that there was no harm in being friendly, I leant close and told the man that I was tempted to sing.

The man’s wife looked my way with interest too. They both laughed when they realised that I wasn’t a weirdo.

“When I was about sixteen,” the German man began, “I used to work in a garage, putting petrol in cars, and one day a man couldn’t pay for his petrol, but he did have a stack of vin… – what do you call them?”

“Records,” I answered.

“Yes, records. And do you know, that song was one of them!”

“No!”

“Yes,” he beamed, “And do you know who sang it?”

“No.”

“Well it was Clarence “Frogman” Henry!” he said informatively.

So there we are – what odd things happen even on holiday. And, yes, I know that there isn’t a “babe” in the song – I just think it sounds better!