My Son thinks he’s…umm, well I can’t think of any names but he thinks he’s someone who can play the guitar really, really well. Slash! There you go, he was that guy with no face, just big hair a fag, wasn’t he.
Well anyway, my son thinks he’s Slash. He has his second guitar lesson today and he has been practising all week because it’s cool to play the guitar dontcha know.
When I was little I used to play the chanter which maybe isn’t up there with the guitar in the cool stakes but hey, I was 10 and living in Stornoway. What did I know.
Hubby used to play the trumpet and French horn and some other strange sounding thing. He always tells people “yeah, I was in a band” he just doesn’t tell them it was a BRASS band. Cracks me up!

So Mini Man had gone off to school this morning with his guitar all excited and hyped up and look at that, I have raised a musical genius because even though he has only had one lesson you can totally tell he’s gifted.
I’m not one of those pushy mothers but you know, get out there, use your guitar lessons that I paid for and earn me some money boy! Mummy wants to retire now!

Mummy also wants a yellow Punto cabriolet that I saw on the internet yesterday and to be honest I wouldn’t mind one of these Christian Dior lip gloss bracelets, hint, hint hubby, valentine’s days a’coming and you can never have to much lipgloss. (We had this discussion at the weekend about which luxury items you would take if you wee going to be stuck on a desert island and I said mascara and he just looked disgusted because he said a knife and a ball of string and so becuase he got 2 I got to choose another so I said lipgloss, ha ha, you can just picture him there rolling his eyes can't you).
Some Christian Louboutin black velvet sandals would be good and I also could do with a pink Motorola v3 because I’m fed up of my silver one.

Actually, its Hubbies birthday next month, he’s a nightmare to buy for, he never wants anything as opposed to me who wants everything. Opposites attract and all that. Must be true!