I think I'm in for hell over the next few weeks...

Increasingly over the past few months I've had to be hearing my mum go on more and more about AC/DC- hearing her talk about them, putting on CDs, watching DVDs, listening to tapes in the car. Well, tomorrow is the day she goes to see them in concert- something she's been waiting 30 years for- and I know once she gets back I won't hear the end of it for weeks (she's more wound up as my sister went to see them last week- and sent her photos). And I've probably fuelled the fire by buying her the "Live From Donnington" DVD for her birthday, because I knew she wanted it and really didn't have any better ideas.

I can't help but think maybe this is karma- for spending so much time when I was younger going on about things to other people who clearly weren't interested or were bored... I've spent years boring the pants off people, maybe it's only fair I have the fur bored off me for a change.