Michael Hutchence isn't really dead. He's living on in a song I can't get out of my head.

You see, every time I use my wife's bathroom (yes, we have separate bathrooms. It's a thing of beauty) I notice that on top of the toilet she has an aromatherapy tray. I don't know anything about aromatherapy or why you would need a tray for it. I think there may be some fragrant unguents involved, though. That's enough for me to know I don't need to know any more.

Anyway, the tray has these little aromatherapy catch phrases around the rim. "Rejuvenate" it says.

"Exfoliate. Luxuriate. Integrate"

There now. I'm sure all of you have that damn INXS song "Mediate" stuck in your head now.