Billy Keane: You'd be surprised what the touch of a toe can do
Last Saturday night the lively wedding band were asking for directions to Amarillo. Somewhere between "sha la la la la la la" and "sweet Maria wait for me", my voice broke. Then it disappeared into a whisper. I wouldn't be heard singing behind a newspaper now.
But there was worse to come.
The back went when we got stuck into Neil Diamond's 'Sweet Caroline'.