Well, this was the thing:
I'd been CHOSEN to speak. This was my chance. Then some silly bint from some left-of-centre shiterag bought by four people in Islington talked twaddle forever, wouldn't shut up and then that silly sod Theresa Gorman was doing the 'look at me, I'm Theresa Gorman' thing' and it just went on and on. I could see stardom slipping away from me and there was nothing I could do.
Have you any idea of the pain?
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Mon 13 Oct 2003, 22:03,
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Have you any idea of the pain?