i love whistling and so do my son and my cousins daughter. My grandad used to whistle all the time apparently. My son also has very similar pale blue eyes as my grandad, so was a shock to my mum, when at 3 and half years he was trying to whistle, and mastered it by the time he was 5.

When not making whooping noises, you will often find the boy whistling. I have often been found to whistle on the bus, waiting at a checkout etc, even just walking down a quiet road.

I was even whistling tonight as I went to a meeting - but can't for the life of me remember what it was - although some little drunkard started shouting out merry christmas, happy new year to me.

I will sign up first for the green dress, whistling in the church walking anti-clockwise, Liz - any other talers?