I’ve developed a strange habit. From time to time, I start playing Mahjong solitaire – a really interesting brick game which comes from China originally – and it’s a great thing to sort of just waste time with. When there’s nothing else to do.

And while I’m playing Mahjong I keep a song running – I don’t know why – called “Someone to Watch over Me”. It’s a very beautiful and romantic song; and I kind of alternate between Jean Louisa Kelly’s version and Renee Olstead’s version of it, and play it over and over again while trying to solve the puzzle in front of me. Somehow I never get tired of it, it’s such a romantic song:

… There’s a somebody I’m longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who’ll watch over me
I’m a little lamb who’s lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
To one who’ll watch over me

He may not be the man
Some girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won’t you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh how I need
Someone to watch over me …

Perhaps there is someone to watch over and care for. Wouldn’t that be something?