I think that nino's in Rivonia must be where all the weirdos hang out.I am sitting having breakfast and next to me sits an elderly lady on her own. She is reading the newspaper quietly, that is, until the music becomes audible. It is Josh Groban (not my cup of tea thank you) and apparently he is this womans hero because she begins to belt out one hell of rendition of his song.There goes the neighbourhood. There goes breakfast, I think I threw it up. It's never nice to see one meal twice. Maybe she should take Eric's place on the Idols ad as "what not to sing like"!!