Hannah Montana's no Western

We have some old family friends, who knew my Mum and Dad back in the days when they got married, who were visiting my Mum in Queensland over the weekend. They went for dinner with my sister and her family and Uncle J (as we call him - think man around 60 years old, Italian, likes to laugh and make others laugh), who occasionally goes to see a movie by himself, was telling the story of how he went in to see Hannah Montana, thinking it was going to be a Western. Hilarious!

Of course my nieces thought it was great, and they happily filled him in on all the things he didn’t understand about Miley Cyrus, showed him a picture etc. He already had them eating out of his hand because he turned up around there and said “I’ve come to see Socks!” (their cat) and then said “And have you got guinea pigs?” (with all the necessary emphatic excitement) and trotted off out to the back yard to see the guinea pigs ...