Who needs poetry when we have song lyrics. Seriously. I’ve just rediscovered Wear Sunscreen. This and Bob Dylan’s Last Thoughts on Woodie Guthrie give the ultimate advice. Well, for me anyway.
I’m so tired my body is like a beached jellyfish but I still have enough energy to paint my nails multi coloured – like Miss Megan Washington. Who is cooler than an esky on a 40 degree New Years Eve.