The Ivory Ovie

I was rather ludicrous doing proper theatre then. That is where i met my friend, chris, whoo. Was equally bored a the one who had the bulgy underpans and that's when we started writing a silly show to do in in the bar of the theatre late at night. And then, and then, when you get this call, what staye ar? You sleeping on your brother's couch? How far after the theatrewell, during that time, en, i wasn't working. I i lived on, i lived on my brother's floor. He had a nice flat because he was a banker. But he recently revealed to me that he had been trying