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Ann was hoping to have a soprano sing at the launch for her biography of Melba. The person she used for her last book has had an incapacitating number of children in the interim and the only other suitable person has just moved away from Melbourne.

At this predicament, Ann exclaimed that these singers are so disobliging.

I’m really looking forward to using the word disobliging as soon as possible!

Like Harry Joy, I’ve lived through periods where I have believed that I was in Hell.

These periods mostly happened more than five years ago.

Scarily, though, I still have the occasional Hellish moment.

This may as well be about me.

When I was very young, a friend told me that Richard Butler, the singer from the Psychedelic Furs, didn’t have a tongue.

I believed him for many years.

A few days after I sent Sarah a card asking her to get in touch because I’d lost her phone number, I discovered that I had a copy of her number on my PC.

I didn’t mention this at the time.

I’m still pretty sure that it wouldn’t have helped if I’d used it.

I listen to the Dandy Warhols song Bohemian Like You on repeat play when I reallly want a boy and girl situation to work out ok.

I’m doing this right now.

My sister and I are dental floss snobs.