Especially delighted to see one of my #ifIweregay faves in it, Ruby Rose (OITNB) who is top of the 'if'-list closely followed by Julia Roberts (circa. Pretty Woman not Notting Hill (Hugh Grant, really?)) and Claire (oh, and Gloria, claro) from Modern Family. Is that list too long?
Anyway, a few weeks before his 10th birthday, Daniel asked for a goalkeeper shirt as a present.
A month later, I bought myself new car.
Trust me, there's a link, and a story, oh boy, there's always a story.
Daniel asked for a Bayern Munich goalie shirt so I messaged friends who I knew were holidaying in Spain, the land of the cheap replica footie kits.
A grand later, the four of us were on a plane to Munich.
So, no-one being able to find a shirt in a Spanish market, led to looking on the internet for one, browsing the Bayern online store, looking at Daniel's wide-eyed wonder at the images of the stadium, opening a new Google Chrome window and searching for flights..... Not that I'm a push-over or anything, just a sucker for my boys' big brown eyes and their fluttering long eyelashes.
Yadder, yadder, Munich; amazing city, wonderful people, public transport that runs on time, clean, tidy, friendly folk asking if we were lost, even before we knew we were lost, a slightly furrowed brow enough to engage a passer-by sufficiently to check if we needed any help, I could go on but I won't (for a change). Our hotel was near the Mercedes HQ and, popping in 'just for a look' at the fancy cars, I fell in love, with the smallest car in the joint, Smart eh?!
Now anybody who cares to listen to me (and some that don't have a choice) has now heard that I've got a new car. Not any old new car, a Smart new car.
Being very proud of my little shiny motor, I was explaining to a colleague that this vehicle may be very small and not really very fancy, but that it comes from the Mercedes family and has a Daimler engine.
To which my colleague (clearly not listening properly) responded: "You what, a Dame Edna engine?"
Pah, theatre folk!!!
My new Dame Edna-engine'd vehicle may actually represent be the early signs of MLC creeping in. *Mid-life crisis
I'm in denial about most aspects of ML. Even though this Christmas Gary bought me a lower back support cushion and I got him a voucher for an eye test - please remember WDR (withdewrespect) is all true!
Then there's my own failing eyesight.
The other day Daniel held up a Love Heart sweet for me to read. I kept asking him to hold the sweet further and further away to allow my eyes to focus on the tiny words, until finally he quipped: "Shall I go to Africa mum?"
It's like Daniel's a little pocket-sized comedian, his wit effortless and half the time, in complete blissful ignorance with just a little bit of complete bonkersness thrown in for good measure.
His 15-year-old brother wandered past him the other day and Daniel wafted his hand in front of his nose and remarked: "Phew Teddy, you've gone a bit overboard with the astroturf, er, I mean deodorant!"
Say what!?!?
I'll round off with a couple of classics not from Daniel for a change but from a little black book of 'customers comments' that we have at my day job in a local theatre box office.
Customer: "I'm interested in coming to see Lesley Garrett; will she be singing and telling antedotes?"
Customer: "Good morning, I've got some buckets ticked for a show, wait, that's not right......"
Customer: "Can I book two tickets for Tarzan please?"
Box Office Assistant: "Do you mean The Jungle Book?"
Customer: "Same thing."
The other day Daniel held up a Love Heart sweet for me to read. I kept asking him to hold the sweet further and further away to allow my eyes to focus on the tiny words, until finally he quipped: "Shall I go to Africa mum?"
It's like Daniel's a little pocket-sized comedian, his wit effortless and half the time, in complete blissful ignorance with just a little bit of complete bonkersness thrown in for good measure.
His 15-year-old brother wandered past him the other day and Daniel wafted his hand in front of his nose and remarked: "Phew Teddy, you've gone a bit overboard with the astroturf, er, I mean deodorant!"
Say what!?!?
I'll round off with a couple of classics not from Daniel for a change but from a little black book of 'customers comments' that we have at my day job in a local theatre box office.
Customer: "I'm interested in coming to see Lesley Garrett; will she be singing and telling antedotes?"
Customer: "Good morning, I've got some buckets ticked for a show, wait, that's not right......"
Customer: "Can I book two tickets for Tarzan please?"
Box Office Assistant: "Do you mean The Jungle Book?"
Customer: "Same thing."
