1989

Abi's new single is out - she's dancing, like it's 1989.

In 1989, she was a mere twinkle in my eye, of course but she probably remembers me dancing around the kitchen in my apron, with my cool eighties' moves.

I inspire people that way...

Running Free

My daughter's new single is out so I'm plugging the video here!

Not sure how she managed to ride a bicycle in those shoes though...

And the beat goes on...

This year's Fête de la Musique saw me huddled desperately over the piano, practising hymns for Sunday, Les Dawson style.

Meanwhile, my daughter was doing her thing in Chambéry.

Hmmmm. Maybe she doesn't take after me at all...

My little Star

My youngest daughter is finally doing what she always wanted to do : living it up on the Côte d’Azur (ok, not living it up exactly, but certainly living) and writing and performing songs.

And in return for my support, long-suffering and food parcels, I hope soon to reap the benefits in the form of a small but charming villa in Provence.

Because I, too, like to dream…

Well done, sweetheart xxx