Dear Madame
I thought I must share a dream I had this morning. It could have only come about from reading your blog and watching ITV ... In fact, it was possibly more "waking nightmare" ...
The dream: I'm sitting in The Ivy with none other than Kevin Spacey and Christopher Biggins. Kevin is holding court, discussing his movie triumphs and theatre excursions. Then, he looks slowly at Biggins followed by me and adds: "And I'm also writing the lyrics to P.Diddy's new album."
At this point I become EMBARRASSED and look at my table napkin, but Biggins seizes the moment with a huge cheshire cat grin - "How prodigious!" He throws his head back and laughs like a hyena on acid.
This dream REALLY happened. What's happening to me? By the way, the Biggins in my dream was the On Safari version. Thanks for your time:).
Mark
2 comments:
Cool dream. Biggins is a real gent even in peoples subconscious.
One funny thing is that Biggins and Spacey were both invited to Dame Shirley Bassey's birthday party last week... and you were not, I guess. ;-)
http://www.newswales.co.uk/?section=Culture&F=1&id=12835
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