The drugs kicked in!
Greetings from Bavaria, And a room with a view: Who do you suppose lives in a house like this? Not I! Shouted the baker…… Not I! Shouted the butcher….. Got up at an ungodly hour in the night to get here this morning, Hustled from the airport straight to the studios – to get ready for the 2pm Show. Did I say 2pm? Rubbish. 4pm. Ugh. So came to the hotel for a kip first, because I was feeling a…