Michelle Knight. Writer, photographer, programmer, truck driver and general, all round nut case. Life is a journey and that's what this blog will probably end up being. Let's see where we go, eh? ;-)
...And when I performed it - to a gay crowd, because it was a gay club - they were helpless with laughter, especially when I sang the bits we'd added: "Your fairy days are ending, when your wand has started bending," and "The glitter-dust they sprinkles but it just shows up the wrinkles." Now I know why so many of those "Widow Twanky" men did this number in panto; clearly it's not quite the song I thought it was when I was a child taking classes with Madame Behenna. And I suspect that more recent interpretations might have come as a surprise to Madame Behenna, too.