Sometimes silence can seem so loud...

Tonight I left work half an hour after finishing time; and it was still light.

So full of the joys I was that I switched the radio off, to let me hear the voices clearly, and I started singing loudly at the top of my voice.

I had driven, and sung for about half a mile, when I realised that tuneful though it was, I was singing complete and utter gibberish. A mix of words and tunes, but nothing that made any coherent sense, but bloody hell I was enjoying it.

I decided that I should stop with the freestyling, because my driving tends to follow the lead of the singing,and opted for some old favourite. Somewhere over the Rainbow was joyous, and better I felt than Eva Cassidys; Raindrops keep falling on my Head- reminiscent of a Primary 2 performance at the local Music Festival.

God I was on a run.

Then I hit Amazing Grace. My Piece de Resistance.... I sung it twice thru. The first time was brilliant. The second time completely off key, and all over the place, but bloody hell, if you could win X Factor with Enthusiasm and Noise I'd be there, in the final, every time.

I like to think I'm spreading joy amongst my fellow road users, I'm sure they can hear me, and if they can't hear me, they will certainly see my head bobbing about.

Oaft,. Lighter nights and my singing, if only I could bottle it.