Back in July I asked my son what he would like for his birthday in August and his very quick reply went like this: I want tickets to see Marilyn Manson in concert!

Well it so happens that I do know who Marilyn is mostly because Mr Manson has been around for quite a while now – though not in the same way that Rod Stewart has – but  I happen to regard this painted fellow as rather non threatening. Any guy who takes as much trouble over his makeup as ol’ Marilyn cannot be too bad – just look at that lipstick and the one dark eye circle…!

Also he was married to Dita von Teese so he obviously appreciates girly-girls and she has attested to the fact that he is really a big pussy cat once that makeup comes off. Heck, I vaguely remember the fuss parents made over the venerable Alice Cooper back in the 1970’s and how father’s everywhere trembled in their boots when their daughters swooned everytime Gene Simmons from Kiss poked his very long tongue out – so Marilyn really is not all that scary.

Well I managed to get William his tickets – one for him and one for his girlfriend – and they are bopping away (is that term still in vogue…?) at the Sydney concert as I type this. Hope he has a great time.