G'day again Allan,

Damn! It's all those people telling me to play my squeezeboxes quietly ... the fingers don't always press hard enough on the odd vital key! That should have read:

C'est bon (Er... sorry about that, but we had Auprès de ma blonde in the tune sets for the Heritage Ball, in Parramatta a few weeks ago and I have been puzzling over why the (official?) lyrics are at such odds with the general impression one gets from its enthusiastic singing by service personnel!

Regards,

Bob Bolton (Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon ...)