Friday, October 18, 2002

Last night at the Tricycle - post-Scary spying - we were settling down to watch the movie when D said to me he'd just seen Samantha Mumba in the bar, too. I was all like, no, two stars in one night. He was teasing me; must get a sense of humour.

This morning, breakfast TV, who should appear but Sammy herself. And she answered some question or other "I am or I amn't". I think that's an Irish thing? Remember the Crying Game? "I'm a volunteer, amn't I?"

Language langour brought to you to damn early in the morning to be thinking straight.

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