Getting Respect from Sydney.

I was just reading an old post from a couple of years ago, and it had a comment from the same person who called me a sad drunk recently. On that occasion she wrote:

‘You need sleep or you’ll get even more insane.’

Even more? It’s nice to be so highly thought of. And actually, although I’ve known a few people as strange as me, I think she was the only one who was even madder. I’m only mad occasionally; she was mad all the time. She even had a pony tail – at her age!

I’m hoping a little Chinese sprite will whisper in her big Aussie lugghole and persuade her to a rare viewing of my blog, just so she reads that bit. I do.