A few weeks ago I wrote about a strange and repetitive version of Kumbaya my tics came up with. Well, they’ve been at it again, and this version’s a bit more – how can I way put it? – groiny!

Boing, boing, boing, my groin,
Boing, boing, boing.

Boing, boing, boing, my groin,
Boing, boing, boing.

Oh groin,
Boing, boing, boing.

Zoë and I have been singing this together a lot recently. There’s some dispute about whether the inspired addition of the word ‘groin’ was thanks to my tics’, or Zoë’s song-writing brilliance. Either way, once the boingy groin tune’s in your head it’s unlikely to leave.