Baby you can drive my car

This morning at 9:30 I had a driving lesson. I have been learning since March and I am still pretty cack, although in my defence my instructor had an operation recently which left me lesson-less for a month, just as I was making some progress. I am at that really frustrated stage where I know pretty much everything in my mind but I can't seem to get it all working at once and independantly. I am also too scared to practice outside of my lessons. ARRRGGHHHH!

In other, just as important news, today I played a bit of Rock Band- Beatles and your classic Rock Band, maybs 3 izzit? I have just moved up to attempt level 'medium' (on the easier songs and on bass, mostly. Still only easy on drums, FML). I had grown tired of being able to play everything on easy, and although this did afford me time to strut and prance around like a rockstar it just wasn't challenging enough. The point I'm making is, that the driving lessons and the medium level on Rock Band are related; I know it is only me who has to push myself and I'm holding myself back.
Ok, this is quite funny but, I only discovered last week that my brother didn't make up 'Oompa loompa stick it up your jumper' and that it is actually from 'I am the Walrus'. He used to say it as a kid and I always just assumed he'd made it up. Oh the innocence. Also, I don't really like The Beatles that much, is that ok world?

On a tangent from this, I suppose I should try and add a more traditional bloggy element; something a bit more fashiony and photography. A few months back I got this book:




Linda McCartney Sixites. Quite simply a book of photographs Linda McCartney took of musicians in the sixties. Obvious appearances from The Beatles, The Rolling Stones and Hendrix and maaaaany many others, there are also some beautiful personal shots of Sir Paul. One of my favourites however are the two shots of Tim Buckley, in which the resemblance to his son, Jeff Buckley is chilling. Int the text about these photographs she has written: 'A friend told me that Tim's son, who was born while he was in high school, has a copy of this photo hanging in his bedroom wall, and that it is his favourite image of his father.' This book was first published to years before Buckley's Grace album came out and so McCartney wrote this when he was presumably still widely unknown. All in all, I recommend this book.