can not believe it, have just seen an advert for a bloody CD/download (soundtrack) whatever of classical music combined with a bit of Britney and Kings of Leon
to go with Fifty Shades of Shit, hand picked by the author for your inner goddess to cartwheel to whilst biting her lip!
All read out in a very sultry voice by Dervla Kerwin. Quite frankly, with a husband such as Rupert Penry Jones, hasn't she got something much better to do...such as stare at his beauty? :o