Rags to Ridiculous
A little over a year ago I was eking-out a scurvy-burn-diet of Ramen & Vacuum Packed Mackerel in a South-London apartment we called “The Black Lodge”. It was a time of scant resources for the Chalsey Girls of Chalsey Road.
I confess to stealing buttons of goat-cheese so as to impress dinner-guests and often when I was sick, I indulged in a belligerent knick of “Immunity-enhancing” juice.
BUT NOW I AM A BARONESS
And I take satisfaction in the knowledge that I may never have to steal my sustenance again with a life inside this chintzy-glamglam-crystal-house of pretend arty nobless.