David Hockney lives on the same street as me parents.
I wandered along the road to have a nosey at his house, and he came out carrying a load of paintings.
I shook hands with him and burbled a bit, then he got into a car with his big French boyfriend and drove off.
Oh, and I've fucked Zoe Ball's cousin round the back of a horrid nightclub in a place called Batley.
David Hockney lives on the same street as me parents.
I wandered along the road to have a nosey at his house, and he came out carrying a load of paintings.
I shook hands with him and burbled a bit, then he got into a car with his big French boyfriend and drove off.
Oh, and I've fucked Zoe Ball's cousin round the back of a horrid nightclub in a place called Batley.