Picture this scene…
Elliott, Victor and me in a car. Me, driving obviously. And singing obviously too. The song I am singing along is the one you are going to listen to in a minute. I love this song and whenever I hear it playing I cannot help singing along.
Elliott is at the back and kicking my seat "STOP-SINGING-MAMAN!!!!"
Me, well, I sing even louder. There won't be any children making the rules in this household!
So there is a bit of head shake and hair movement to annoy him even more.
We come to a traffic light, it is red, we stop.
I am still singing and now the level of decibels has reached a more than acceptable level. I decide to lower it a little bit.
I look round as I feel insistent looks. I look on my right and there he is. A man in a van, staring and smiling.
I give him the "what's up dude?" look, then I realise the roof top is fully open. Then I realise that everyone around must have heard THE voice and seen THE head shake!!!!
The light turns green… THANK GOD for that!!
Now, tell me I am not the only one to suffer public embarrassment on a regular basis, am I?



































Oh I loved the film! And the song is so cheesy, I am lost for words.
I used to be one of those on the tube who forgot that she had headphones on and hummed away on her journey…
Oh I loved the film! And the song is so cheesy, I am lost for words.
I used to be one of those on the tube who forgot that she had headphones on and hummed away on her journey…
If I’d been in the car next to you I would have been singing along.
If I’d been in the car next to you I would have been singing along.
Nice choice!
Nice choice!