And then last night...
...I had a dream about Terry Wogan. Why, I don't know. What, I don't know. But I woke with a very clear sense of Wogan in my mind, that wasn't attached to anything else. And then as I drove to work this morning I saw Terry's face on a billboard at the end of the road.

Perhaps Frank Sinatra sent him to kill me?

Perhaps Frank Sinatra sent him to kill me?


1 Comments:
Wogan looks well with the slightly more ruffled hair, I think. Someone should have a word with his wigmaker.
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