So,  here I am knitting on a Sunday morning, trying feverishly to get at least one of the two kilt hose socks finished today, while listening attentively to our latest tune composed . . .

Mastering the track one summery Thursday night, I asked John ‘how is it we are writing all these tunes out of nowhere’, and  John replied in his usual matter-of-fact manner, “Well, there’s really nothing else better to do” and I agreed. And so it was titled.