Waterloo... couldn't esape if I wanted to...

I've been listening to the audio CD series of The Potato Factory by Bryce Courtenay. I'm nearly finished - I have no idea how long I've been listening but there's something like 16 CDs. I love, love, love this book. Except for the parts (which are frequent) where the story refers to the battle of Waterloo. Then that damn Abba song starts dancing around in my brain and I can't break free. I just caught myself humming the song while sitting at my desk at work. OMG! Well, at least I'm learning a whole new vocabulary of early 19th century slang. I can't wait for an opportunity to call someone a "rat scallion"!