I dont know what is wrong (or right) with me at the mo - I'm feeling very receptive if you know what I mean..all this talk of dusty blanket lifting and Dr Who saying very rude stuff and remembering best kisses etc..
I feel it may come to a head, culminating next Saturday in a channelling of the mn collective of lusting for Lee, which may lead to an incident late on by the stage door as he tries to leave for his birthday do
You see it's my birthday the day after as well. Maybe you're chaneling (One l or two?one n or two?) all the energy of us frustrated MNers, and will physically throw yourself at Lee.
He will be unable to resist and will plead with you to arrange a meeting.
We selected few will be able to have an old fashioned Roman Orgy type stylee thingy and feed him grapes, put balm on his chapped thighs, and soothe his wearied brow.......
(too much vodka consumed maybe??? time to go to bed????)