..and today's musing is

[pogona]

In a famous song, Mr Bowie sings the line “we move like tigers on Vaseline”.

It occurred to me today that, rather than the sleek, extra fast predator implied by the song, it just gives me an image of a poor bedraggled, greased up cat, completely unable to keep his footing, sliding all over the place in a “Jeux Sans Frontières” manner, whilst

Comments

[alterred]

See, I always thought that was a boy-boy-sex reference!

[shellbun]

Have to agree that makes me think of a poor gloopy cat and not a speedy runner!