Whilst in the house to have my lunch (I’m at work today), I caught Holly Valance performing her latest song on Channel 4. She was dancing and “singing” on stage, surrounded by bemuscled dancers in black outfits. She was doing a very Britneyesque dance routine (I remember when Janet Jackson used to do that, but soooo much better. God, I’m getting old.), but you could see by the look on her face that she felt a right idiot and really didn’t want to be there.
You can take the girl out of next door, but it seems that you can’t take the next door out of the girl. Or something.
separating the wanted from the unwanted