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In which I am listening to a reggae version of The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carrol performed by Michael Rose of Black Uhuru. Interesting. And kind of chuckling about a friend who left her mother babysitting the kids while she went out. She put a DVD on for the kids and grandma before going out and all was well with the world. Except she hadn't told grandma how to work the DVD player or TV so when she came in Granny was sat there and uttered in her mournful Mayo accent, "I've been staring at a blue screen for two hours." This story can be filed alongside the one about the automatic car windows.