Noel Coward was a charmer. As a writer he was Brahma. Velvet, jackets and pajamas. The gay divorcee and other dramas. . There ain't half been some clever bastards.
When I was fifteen I had a black crepe jacket and sideboards to my chin. I used to go around in a two-tone Zephyr with a mean and nasty grin. Twelve-inch bottoms on my stardust flares and socks of dazzling green.
I made mary cry. in a lonley bus shelter. I put in my laundry tongs. in the back of her leg. . severed a hamstring. in the lonley bus shelter. I payed no attention.