all men have secrets...

...and here is mine so let it be known.

I've been listening to the smiths a lot this week. back in the day, my brother was a huge smiths fan to the point where he had the huge quiff, moussed and blow-dried as high as he could get it every morning...and we all used to have days wearing my dad's national health (safety) glasses that looked like morrissey's! the constant sound of the smiths blaring from ewan's room inevitably rubbed off on me and I think we know nearly every brilliant word on every album.

I go through phases of listening to them...and trying to convince b how great they were...but to no avail. to give him credit, he has tried, a few times but he's just a widdly metal rocker at heart and doesn't get it. I'm going to keep trying...I'll wear him down. oh yes I will.

big thanks to the guys for agreeing to pose in my dining room for this blip...

...and thanks to everyone for my 100th blip comments yesterday! I loved my wee red balloon, wish I could keep it but the blip administrators came and got it today to give to someone else...
oh, and happy birthday to my favourite auntie rosemary!