The Puppini Sisters
Deep Thoughts, Love & Writing, The Organised Writer

When I Grow Up I Want To Be A Puppini Sister

No, seriously. Look at these women. Don’t you?

The Puppini Sisters
The Puppini Sisters

Backing up… It was my birthday on Friday, and my very lovely brother bought me a ticket for their show as my present. Mostly so he could go too, obviously, but still an incredibly wonderful gift. Plus, we got to go for Mexican first.

The Puppini Sisters, for the uninitiated, are a close harmony vocal trio, singing some of the best songs recorded from the Andrews Sisters onwards. Their version of Crazy in Love is something to behold, but my favourite is still the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy.

Having spent an evening marvelling at their talents, and sheer brilliance, I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s not a book I could write that the Puppini Sisters couldn’t score. The songs they choose to sing cover every emotion, every experience, every loss and every joke. And they do it in fantastic dresses, with truly great hair and a brilliant sense of humour. I’m going to be listening to them a lot as I start in writing my next book…

But before I get that far, a friend pointed out to me today that my first book, Room for Love, is released in less than two weeks. My To Do list is reaching fairly epic proportions in preparation, and the fact I’ll actually be on holiday in Derbyshire and bereft of WiFi when it comes out isn’t entirely helpful, but it’s still very exciting.

I just might be relying on the Puppini Sister’s Hollywood album to get me through the next fortnight.

While I’m panicking in the corner, you might like to go listen to them on their website. You’ll see what I mean.