Cheryl's Going Home

Not even a fucking medal. What an absolute fucking travesty. Never watching again.

Poetry In Motion

With apologies to the ghost of Vachel Lindsay :

Final night at midnight :
Miss Tiffany's defeat.
Defeat of sexy confidence.
Defeat of the sweet.

Victory for TV suits
And squeeing fangirls in troupes
With Geordie Shore badges on their coats.

Defeat of the 21st Century Jersey Lily.
Defeat of entertainment by the bland and the silly.
Defeat of flamboyance by the poison vats supreme.
Defeat of my new year, defeat of my dream.

Born With A Smile On My Face

Please, please do UK panto this December Tiff (as the heroine or a good fairy/genie of course). Whether Plymouth or Aberdeen, I will come and see you. ❤️ xx