When I was part of a folk singing trio, my least favourite song was Wild Mountain Thyme. It was the 2nd half of the first line that defeated me - Oh the Simmer time is comin and the Trees are sweetly bloomin. Bloomin was fine but for some unfathomable reason I could not get my tongue around "trees are sweetly", always came out as "Theresas weetly" Eventually, I just mimed these 3 words and no one seemed to notice.
Times article claim that Waspi women are tone deaf and should read the room
