There are few guys that I’m afraid of.
Paul Weller is one of them. He’d immediately see through me (without ever seeing this blog). And he would be right. But I’d never admit it (unless on this blog).
PS I guess he's personifying the England that is at conflict with me, that doesn't agree with me, that doesn't accept me. And she's right.
(The font's so small not because I'm THAT aftaid, but because something's wrong with the local control panel). (A click's throw away - pardon my English, if it still is - I've found this poignant gem).
