I frequently sing whilst walking along the street or sitting at my desk at work, or on the bus, or in the car - and quite often I don't have the radio on or my earphones in!

(I have been known to skip down the street, but that was Ralphie's fault and it only happens occasionally).

I used to sing whilst cycling to work (many many years ago, when a) I could still cycle without falling over and b) I lived in Dorset). I had a week off and the local postman (big rural route) asked if I was alright. On further enquiry, he said he'd been asked by someone on my route to work if he'd seen me on the road at all and that they missed the 'singing cyclist'!

I try to sing under my breath but it doesn't always work.. especially in the car. It's a good indicator of my mental health - if I'm singing along, I'm "happy". When I stop singing, it's time to break out the prozac. The 3 weeks we were in New Zealand, I hardly sang at all; mainly because the local radio there has a play list of 8 records, 2 of which are 'Hotel California' (Bill Bryson, you are SOOO right!) and because I was just too unhappy. Now I'm getting back into routine here, it's sunny, I've cleared the garden, got lots of sewing to get on with and I'm back singing!

LTS