Yes, there will probably be bad poppy blips until a) the work nightmare abates, b) the poppies all disappear, c) I get fed up with them...sorry. This is our bus stop, by the way. It's also the bench where grubby teens suck each other's faces off hang out on warm summer evenings...

Even The Child does not like me (not for poppy blips) but because I like Neil Young and she doesn't.
No one and I mean, no one ruins this track for me... So, The Child learned what it is like to hear it four - yes FOUR - times in a row, until she stopped moaning and singing bloody Moon Shadow over the top (she knows how much I HATE that song) and let me listen to it (and yes, sing really loudly with the windows down)...
Lesson learned? Do not royally piss off cross the lady with full access to the car stereo...she IS a meaner...