Be Bop

One problem with an iPod is that you can put everything on it. I have over 11 days of music recorded. And some of it is my daughters music. So driving to Cardiff yesterday and back today she was able to ask for her favourite album. Twice on the way down. Twice on the way back. I now know it so well that I find myself singing along. Which could be OK. Except it is "Same Difference". When I complained to my daughter that it wasn't doing my street cred any good, I got shouted at. So if you meet me and wonder why I am humming teeny pop at least you now know why.