could she, could she, could she coo?

I am not really skiving, I have a cold. Fortunately it is the kind of cold where words will still come out of my fingers, although the mouth is having trouble and tears are far too easy to come by. Don't be too sympathetic, I'll be better by tomorrow I expect and I'm getting to sit about in my dressing gown and slippers which is most enjoyable.

Having nothing whatsoever to say, I naturally decided to post here. I suddenly felt like it. Hello.

Have you got yourself an Ukulele yet?

If not, the next best thing to do would be to get yourself a copy of my lovely friend Andre's book 'If You're Happy and you Know it' . It's not that good for strumming or singing along to*, but it comes a very close second and I highly recommend it.

*admittedly I haven't tried, but I promise I will do before the day is over.