A couple of nights ago, just before going to sleep I reached a level of enormous insight and I actually remebered what it was the day afterwards, without having to write it down.
For 5 ballubas I'll tell you what it was.
Holding great thoughts hostage am I?
And she couldn't possibly have looked more innocent.
Other than that I've kidnapped myself and gone to London - visiting my boy.
1. Went to Ed's and waited for Vince Vega to come 'round. They played that "Venus"-song that I don't like. ( = not the Bananarama one).
How did they ever manage to come up with such a stupid name for a band as Bananarama?
It's almost an effort.
Vince Vega never showed, the son of a...