Am turning into a slight politico journo
groupie: slight shame I wore the wrong bra but there’s so much to think about -
under wiring bust dressage is the last thing to get right on the day of a gig.
This pic would not look out of place in The National Portrait Gallery – and I
have told them this.
Here I am with M and M looking a touch like
Jenni Murray in blonde wig – but oh how I enjoyed.
My band became like my sons (only more
attractive) and my guests became projections of all the bright clever males
I’ve ever wanted to do stuff with. The words in the song of the great Victoria Wood weirdly came into my head as we were
discussing creationism ‘bend me over
backwards with the hostess trolley’
I don’t think anyone else is doing this
kind of work? – If there is a gap in the market my girth is more than ample to
fill it
Writer will be away for a few days not
drinking or eating white bread due to shocking over reveal of some of the show
photos - not included here