I simply loved the fact that everybody, including a part of myself – the nasty left-hand side that should never see the light of day – had written Susan off before she uttered a single note, and yet, when she opened her mouth, she sang like an angel.It just goes to show that you should never read a book by it’s cover – unless of course the cover has missiles or black pointy planes or people pointing guns at each other, because then it’s bound to be crapola!
So if Susan can wait until she’s forty-eight to have her dreams finally realised then so can I.
Just have to work out what the thing is that I’m meant to be doing!
Ms this-Aussie’s-got-talent M.
