A Last Bite At The Cheese...
Following Julie's departure from the cheese battle (obviously she knows when she's beaten), I just have to fit in one more morsel of milky goodness - this time a crumb of Käse (German for cheese if, like me, you did French at school) which has been loitering at the back of the fridge since Eurovision 1979...
Dschinghis Khan and "Dschinghis Khan" (and I've decided I no longer want Rasputin... if Genghis (reverting to the spelling I know best) Khan can make 7 children in one night, as Viki assures me the song boasts, then I want him!)
Dschinghis Khan and "Dschinghis Khan" (and I've decided I no longer want Rasputin... if Genghis (reverting to the spelling I know best) Khan can make 7 children in one night, as Viki assures me the song boasts, then I want him!)
(Er... I can't help but wonder if I'm being brave or foolish typing this while Viki is standing behind me with a pair of hot hair straighteners, straightening my hair!)
2 comments:
well i do have a very good reason for retiring from the battle..all 5ft 10 of him..14 days from today he will be in Heathrow..and then the following night...to be perfectly blunt he will be in my arms!!! AT BLOODY LAST..
Plus i had a car accident at the weekend and also the roller blind in the bathroom fell on my head!
big hugs... you hang in there, hun.
(and you would have beaten me... I bow to your superior cheesey music knowledge)
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