Typing this in haste because Mr. Dot said Panorama is about to start - and it's on the Hacking Scandal, which for some reason, altho it's not funny.. I can't explain, the name keeps reminding me of Dorking. (No offence to anyone reading this who resides there). It's like the love child of Hackney and Dorking.
I've got the most gorgeous shade of Greek blue paint (non water soluble, mind you) all over myself - legs, arms, face, hair - having been doing some enthusiastic home improvement this afternoon and evening. And I can't stop thinking about Charlie Gilmour, in prison. And thinking about all the stupid things I've done in my life that luckily, I did not get imprisoned for. At least I didn't get a tattoo.
Do you have one? May I ask - what? And where?
I'd love to show you Joni Mitchell singing the song of my post title - from the Scorcese film, The Last Waltz, which I saw recently, but it's embedded by request. So CLICK HERE to see it. She's wearing a purple leotard - so bang on trend. Today I met up with some friends and at least 50% of us we wearing a combination of purple, plum, and navy. It must be this monsoon weather: it's so.. tropical.