Monday, August 11

She lives with a broken man. A cracked polystyrene man, who just crumbles and burns.

When I was around fourteen years old, I had cakes and a drink in Ozzy Osbourne's Mum's house.
There's more to it than that, but on the sliding scale of the 'claim to fame' score-sheet, nothing more needs to be said.

2 parlez:

Cat said...

Fuck. That trumps my tea with Trev and Simon.

bedshaped said...

Come on cat, don't under-value it. After all, Trev and Simon were the dog's danglies in their day.