Music

Our house is often full of music. Hubby playing with his guitar collection, youngest plugged into Spotify or screeching on his violin and eldest teaching himself to play tunes on his keyboard or bursting everyone's eardrums with his sax.

I have no musical ability and cannot hold a tune for toffee.

I'll stick to my art whilst the boys create beautiful music. Makes me a bit sad because I feel I was born to sing like Barbra Streisand. I still refuse to accept this will never happen.

I aspire to be Babs on an off day :-/