Once, while staying at a hotel in Amsterdam and too stoned to go outside (we'd had space cakes and shrooms that evening), we ended up watching 'The sound of Music'.

It was the only film on TV, but boy, you gotta love movie, made me want to dress up in lederhosen, yodel and chase nuns . . . but that's a different story!

Maybe I should've kept that bit to myself!

Hey, 50th post, cool!