Rompin', stompin', pumpin', jumpin', slidin', glidin'

We've had six inches, and that's just the start of it...

The Big Freeze continues - we haven't had temperatures above freezing for days, and the combination of four consecutive nights hitting -5C, freezing fog, and now snow has seen off swathes of our pot-grown specimens. And there's no end in sight.

Hey ho. As the Madame said over at her blog: "...we will just have to wait and see, get the seed catalogues out and replace the dead in the Spring where we need to. Our garden is due for a rethink so this will be a good time to do it."

On this Tacky Music Monday, as I decide whether or not to venture to the office, let's cheer ourselves up with a sunny trip to the beach(!) - and a choon I described back in 2017 thus:

"...the faintly-ridiculous-yet-forever-remembered "barn-dance" song 5, 6, 7, 8 [which remains one of the biggest-selling songs never to have actually hit the Top 10 in our charts]".

Steps - 5, 6, 7, 8

My boot-scootin' baby is drivin' me crazy
My obsession from a western
My dance-floor date
My rodeo Romeo
A cowboy god from head to toe
Wanna make you mine?
Better get in line
5-6-7-8

Foot kickin'
Finger clickin',
Leather slapping
Hand clappin'

Hip bumpin'
Music thumpin'
Knee hitchin'
Heel and toe

Floor scuffin'
Leg shufflin'
Big grinnin'
Body spinnin'

Rompin', stompin', pumpin', jumpin', slidin', glidin',
Here we go

My boot-scootin' baby is drivin' me crazy
My obsession from a western
My dance-floor date
My rodeo Romeo
A cowboy god from head to toe
Wanna make you mine?
Better get in line
5-6-7-8

Tush-pushin'
Thunder-footin'
Cowgirl twistin'
No resistin'

Drums bangin'
Steel-twangin'
Two-steppin'
End to end

Hardwood crawlin'
Some four-wallin'
Rug cuttin'
Cowboy struttin'

Burnin', yearnin', windin', grindin',
Let's begin the dance again

You're mine, all mine now bubba
Gonna rope you in
So count me in
5-6-7-8

My boot-scootin' baby is drivin' me crazy
My obsession from a western
My dance-floor date
My rodeo Romeo
A cowboy god from head to toe
Wanna make you mine?
Better get in line
5-6-7-8

They just don't write lyrics like that any more. [Actually, they probably do, it just that you can't understand a word nowadays with all that mumbling.]

Have a good week, dear reader. Keep warm!