For a word that doesn't exist in any dictionary, there sure are one hell of a lot of hits out there. (This is work-related. Check our website, not that it'll be of any real interest to anyone reading this.)
On a totally unrelated point, the busker at Angel station today was playing a mellow-ish, instrumental version of Stairway to Heaven. Meanwhile, my Archos was playing me the Rolf Harris version of the self-same track as I walked past him.
On a totally unrelated point, the busker at Angel station today was playing a mellow-ish, instrumental version of Stairway to Heaven. Meanwhile, my Archos was playing me the Rolf Harris version of the self-same track as I walked past him.