You might, just might, remember me from films such as 'I once helped publish a book for Kate called, 'The Thrill and the Hurting' and 'Confessions of a Window cleaner.'
My refusal to be two faced renders me fairly friendless and I spend most of my evenings stroking my pussies, or sounding like one as I try and convince myself I can be a musician. My neighbours are quick to tell me otherwise:)
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DIY. It's not really a hobby, more of a dreadful, hysterical compulsion.
Music, art, poetry...Jack of all trades and a master of absolutely none whatsoever.