Whilst we’re at it…
I thought I’d come out of retirement to throw my 5 kopeks worth in.
The world has been particularly bendy lately, but that’s all part of it. Without bends, the world is just one long straight thing. It’s when it bends in one direction too much that you have to do something pretty drastic to get it to quit, or you usually do in my case 
This is where I’d usually go on about universal flux, but I think I’d be on my own tangent there and we’re not short of tangents around here so I’ll just set the record straight about Steve Punt instead.
Firstly, I’m so glad I was flapping too much to go up to the bar and say hello to him, mostly because he wasn’t Hugh Dennis (who I thought he was at the time *ahem*) and also because I’m just too incredibly star struck. Blog regulars will remember my frothing at seeing Ian Hislop about a year ago. I can’t help it, celebrity culture has just made me petrified of them – even more so than hairdressers. So for that reason, I find it best just to dribble and try to take sneaky blurred pictures of them.
Lastly, whilst we’re still doing deep – I’ll put up some lyrics that have brought a tear to my eye only today:
Tobacco smoke has consumed the air…do you remember – beyond that window in a frenzy where I first stroked your hand…and you sit here today with an iron-clad heart…In the dark hallway my arm, broken by trembling won’t fit right away in my sleeve…I’ll run out, throw my body into the street - I’ll rant, wild, lashed by despair…Don’t let it happen my love, my darling, let us part now…After all my love is a heavy weight hanging on you no matter where you go…Besides your love I have no ocean and your love won’t grant even a tearful plea for rest…Besides your love I have no sun, but I don’t even know where you are and with whom…I won’t throw myself downstairs or drink poison neither can I put a gun to my head…No blade holds me transfixed but your glance…Would the dry leaves of my words force you to stop gasping for air?
At least let me leave you this last tenderness, as you take your leaving steps.
*blows nose*
-Moosh
(now safely back in hiding)
