She said once something along the lines of that if she had an unrequited desire, she’d give up. It’s an easy statement for such a desirable woman to say, but it’s one I must copy.

I feel mean to have thought it, but there’s a poetic karma in the Wendy saga…..you’re getting to sample the bitter taste of Trina’s poor heartache.

I do feel for you though and wish there was a magic spell we could zap Wendy with and make her fall head over heels….

Twisted – I overdid the peppermint tea at a rave in the former prison. Apparently the police and the ambulance were discussing whether I needed sectioning or arresting (they chose the latter). I ended up with a caution for possession of mdma, but by far the greater humiliation was my appalling lunatic madman behaviour.

The girl’s someone I met a few years ago – she’s Kitty’s best friend, eight years younger than me, and I am uselessly smitten. She’s absolutely intoxicating. She’s beautiful, sexy, superbly dressed, and she has this subversive linguistic dexterity which makes me feel drunk even just listening to her. She doesn’t fancy me and hasn’t the slightest interest in being my girlfriend.