I caught this useful fact by chance on the telly yesterday.
I always say ‘’caught.. by chance’’ because I don’t
want you to think I watch a lot of telly. I don’t. I just watch too much;
it’s rubbish. But occasionally it throws up some serendipitous snippet
like snoring cures because, let’s face it, when we get to a certain age
we all succumb to the affliction. It can, apparently, be a serious detriment to
the health of your brain. So be warned! (The snoring, not the TV. Well, both, probably.)
I’ve had a fascination for didgeridoos, and other
exotic instruments, ever since I discovered a dusty 45 of Rolf Harris’ ‘’Sun
Arise’’ in my mum and dad’s record collection. Much later,
Rolf explained to me, not personally but through th...