I visited Music Zone at lunchtime. It's not something I can allow myself to do very often, because they charge £6.97 for the kind of CDs that HMV or Virgin would sell at £9.99. A tenner is too dear for an impulse buy, but seven quid is just too tempting. The trouble is that there are always at least a dozen seven-quid CDs I wouldn't mind owning, and the sevens multiply.
Today I was won over by the prospect of buying two CDs with nonsensical names. Knowing my tastes, you might have guessed that they were: