So my mum turned 55 this weekend. (Happy birthday, Mum!) and I took her to see Mama Mia.

Lots of fun, with more actors tripping out on speed than you can throw an ABBA album at.

Colin Firth, dearheart, light of my life, please… don’t ever sing again. You’re cute and you have a fantastic “wet shirt” moment and you look great in a pair of shorts (no chicken legs for you, petal, nooooo) but singing is not your forte. Stick to narky, bumbling and entirely lovable Englishmen please.

Pierce Brosnan, same for you. Do not EVER sing again. Not even for a joke. And for the sake of all that is holy and good, wax your belly. And lose a couple pounds too because it was just a bit disturbing seeing this furry and somewhat wobbly hairy thing that’s 10 feet tall on a cinema screen.

Meryl Streep… My only thought during the film “HOLY FUCK, MERYL CAN SING!” Why didn’t anyone tell me she could sing? Same goes for Julie Walters - and I loved her bit at the end.

All in all, even though I don’t really like ABBA, Mama Mia! is for all intents and purposes, rather fun. Completely ridiculous but fun. I’m almost sorry I missed seeing the actual musical now.

And new artings… Just a bit of practice with light. I’ve been doing so many scrapbook layouts I’ve sort of forgotten the more intricate part of manipping.