Someone switched the mood meter to foul this week and most fingers point squarely to a two-year-old overlord as the root of all causes. My kid can’t help wielding her authority, she’s just being two, but most days have become a diabolical dissension into tears. Sometimes they’re even hers.
I told her I had a song to play especially for her this morning and as Destiny’s Child ‘Independent Women’ blared from the car speakers, I swore I saw her mouth the words, “Ladies, it ain’t easy bein’ independent,” while glaring at me from the rear child seat with contempt. I suspect she will have a full-time job by her eighth birthday and occasionally send me postcards from Brazil or Laos.
As my resolve, and subsequently mood, weakened, I warned my husband blowing a wad of cash on clothing was looking likely. It was while watching the sale’s assistant tally up my jumpers (jumpers? really?) I was reminded of Paolo Nutini. Not because he’s an exceptionally cute twenty-something of Italian/Scottish descent but because he wrote a catchy song called ‘New Shoes’ in 2006 that perfectly encapsulates the joy of retail therapy.
“Whatever happened to Paolo?” I wondered.
Turns out Paolo took a break from recording after splitting from his childhood sweetheart and has a new album due out next month. I don’t know why I love this song so much, he’s always had a lovely, lovely voice. I mean, so lovely. Enjoy ladies, my week just got brighter.