Around the world in eight and a bit flights
First stop: Thailand A muggy Phuket night after 24 hours door to door from home and a cold beer on the balcony. In the buzzing street outside, a covers band in the bar opposite is blasting out a reasonable approximation of The Doors in competition with Frosty the Snowman, playing on the street tannoy. Frosty is winning at the moment (presumably, it's still Christmas here as Lunar New Year is still a couple of weeks away). In the bar, the band's singer stands down as they turn into a karaoke outfit. The first volunteer at Communication Breakdown is brave, but Zeppelin's Rock and Roll is humiliating: everyone knows that vocal is far too high-pitched for mortals. Frosty has left the building but Santa Claus is Coming to Town. I remember a number one single called “January”, by Pilot: a jaunty, happy kind of tune, but, being Scottish, they knew the harsh reality of a British winter: the infectious excitement of grandchildren's Christmas and perhaps even a bit of early snow...