Love, love me do

It was cold, dark and raining and Ruby, Wallis and me were running to get home. Then the warm glow of this music shop stopped us in our tracks. 'Choose me' each of the exhibits seemed to be singing out in its own individual way. We did have a budding guitarist in the family but she hasn't strummed a tune since early summer. I guess a new guitar won't be on her Christmas list.