Tuesday, September 06, 2005
You Ain't Seen Me, Roight?
Here is a not so nice reminder why I've grown up cagey, and feel justified in not unashamedly spreading the word everywhere.
Yes, it's true that I haven't invited Phil Daniels to come and make a documentary about me which makes me look ridiculous, been exposed as a fraud (on the ten year old antiques expert thing, which was completely bogus), and still had the nerve and/or desperation to attempt to trade on all that.
There's a lot more to me than the interesting wardrobe. And I don't need a spraypaint-handed mob decorating the front of my house with the word paediatrician, should they be able to spell it.
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