Cantare, oh, oh, oh

Yes. Sigh. It's Monday again.

The horrid wet weather over the weekend that prevented me from doing much in the garden ironically broke yesterday just about the same time as the sun was going down, and we had clear skies all night. Bastard luck.

Now we're back to the usual routine - alarm goes off far too early, and reality sets in...

Never mind, eh? On this Tacky Music Monday, let's cheer ourselves up with the - ahem - sublime talents of a lady who quite possibly may have been the long-time mistress of the Spanish king, and a rather frenetic routine for this hour of the morning:

Bárbara Rey - Volare

Have a good week, dear reader.

She shows them pearly white

You'd hardly guess that we have booked our annual pilgrimage to Spain in February - as on this Tacky Music Monday, we're making another virtual jaunt to the delights of Iberia...

Señorita Barbara Rey is another in a long line of "new" (to us) wannabee-divas whose discovery has brought a bit of joy to us here at Dolores Delargo Towers. She seemed to specialise in OTT feathered showgirl spectaculars, largely miming to other people's songs, as far as I can gather.

However, on this Tacky Music Monday, I've found a rare treat - the lady herself singing. With the obligatory safety gays and spangled costume, what more could we ask for to cheer us on our way to work on this only-just-light morning than a Spanish version of Mack the Knife?!

Barbara Rey - Mac Navajas

Fabuloso!