Genuinely one of the worst nights of my life was when "friends" we were visiting took us to a bar where a Sunshine Coach of window lickers were having a karaoke night out. Everyone else was all 'Aww, aren't they clever?' and I had to keep my real thoughts about selective euthanasia firmly to myself. The worst bit was when a couple of Down's syndrome kids did a duet of "Summer Nights". In fairness, the John Travolta part was an uncanny likeness, but it was a very long time before I felt able to crack one out over Olivia Newton John again!