last month i took my neice to egypt, we stayed near sharks bay ( no sharks thankfull) but lots of gorgeous weather of around 45 degrees
hotel was fab, right on the beach, food was great and shopping in namma bay is always a good laugh so everthing was going great untill my neice saw poster for Peter Andre In soho square which was basically 100 yards from our hotel
she wanted to go and see him i said no
she moaned she wanted to go and see him
I said maybeeee ( in the next century)
She said she really really really wants to go and see him
i tried to bribe her with fake ghd ( 20 quid) that she had seen . fake handbags, and a trip to the ice bar
she still said no she really wanted to see peter andre
so i agreed under the conditions that i didnt have to reallyt watch and listen i mean how hard can it be he only has two songs so it wont be long
oh no Mr Andre did cover version after cover version of every song i could imagine
3 hours of him my neice and everyone else singing along apart from me who had my head buried in my kindle
im still traumatised and embarrassed that i sat through a peter andre event , even now

