What a way to end the night. As Megan looks at folk CDs, All Saints wobble in front of my camera at Piccadilly's Virgin Records.
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After years of blundering through life and getting it wrong, I decided to go a bit zen and move to Japan. And after 2 years of social mistakes, language errors, over-drinking and karaoke I came home for a break. So now I'm getting it wrong around the UK. This should only be a temporary change, but who knows? Destiny spies a man in high heels and a wig...
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- My name is Chris. I am an English person. I took all these pictures. They're mine. MINE! OK?
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2 comments:
All Saints are still around? Who'd a thunk it?
They split, then they realised they had no money, then Take That made a very successful comeback, so now they're back for a second bite of the poison apple.
And they're not bitchy like before. Or so they say...
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