Everybody seems to be Beatling about lately. Here's a little acapella.

I need an electric geeetar. My weary old Crafter electroacoustic picks up every touch. 'Scuse the solo, I'm only a strummer.. Anyway, the song. Clogging up my brain, had to get it out. Some lasses don't know what they look like, and some lads…

As a surprise for the missus (she gets out of hospital tomorrow after a 9 week stay) I've revamped a little ditty I wrote for her. I thought I'd put an Elvis slant on it including the ridiculous club style ending. I also slipped a bit of a British…