It was like a Legoland of sex after those concerts, darling. Everybody was connected to someone else by something.
If you mean the time you woke me stoned out of your brain and slurred, “By the way, people have it off,” then yes you told me the facts of life.
I’m talking to my friend, is that alright? God, it’s like living with a chronically depressed budgerigar living with you.
Mummy’s upset as well. Give me a hug, darling. Squish, squish. Aww, squish, squish. I can’t do that… tears thing you do. Squish, squish.