Cashmere / Kashmir

I am now the owner of a cashmere sweater. This happened when my wife lured me into a shop descriptively entitled Cashmere and Silk, plonked me in front of the menswear shelf and said "Choose one". It turned out that this was because I had mentioned that I had never, in my whole life, owned anything in cashmere. Despite wishing that instead I had said, "You know, I've never owned a 64-bit CPU in my life," I was happy with the resulting purchase, and yes, cashmere really does feel gorgeous.

Coincidentally, I now have three versions of Kashmir on my MP3 player: the original version, the one with the Moroccan orchestra from No Quarter and the Puff Daddy adaptation ("Come With Me") which some regard as sacrilege, but I rather like.