My hubby and I are on the board of directors at our local licensed club, where there are about 30 poker machines. Over the last few months I have been infected with an earworm from one of the tunes from a poker machine. Every time I heard it I knew the tune but could not name it.

I asked everyone what it was and a lot of people knew the tune but couldn't name it either. An Austrian/Australian man recited some silly lyrics to it - something about potatoes - but he could not think of the proper name of the song.

Finally, about a week ago, someone told me that it is the Radetsky March. My earworm finally packed its bags and crawled away.

I was getting to the stage where I was trying to make a midi of it to post to a thread so that the Mudcatters could put me out of my misery.


Guest/Defiant - that is interesting about Prussians in Chile.

Helen