God knows I’m not famous, and God knows I live in Shifnal, as humble a town as ever was to be found in Middle England, but, you know, I’ve done things – I once published a book even, and a poem, and I’m fairly sure my recycling box of empty wine bottles is whispered about through most of Shropshire. I’m very good at things. Some things, maybe. It’ll come to me.
So, it’s a bit of a shock to realise that I’m not even the most famous person in Shifnal. No, cancel that, it’s a bit of a shock that I’m not even the most famous Gary in Shifnal. There’s another bloke, supposedly. He likes his music does this Gary, but in a cool modern, zeitgeisty way, or so they tell me, for BBC 6 Music plays requests for him all the bloody time, apparently.
And people email me, message me, tweet me, Facebook Anne and say – was that Gary on 6 just now? Nice song. Good taste. Who knew?
Me I open another bottle and put Bobbie Gentry on Spotify and think, God, if not Shifnal, where is small enough for me…?
So, it’s a bit of a shock to realise that I’m not even the most famous person in Shifnal. No, cancel that, it’s a bit of a shock that I’m not even the most famous Gary in Shifnal. There’s another bloke, supposedly. He likes his music does this Gary, but in a cool modern, zeitgeisty way, or so they tell me, for BBC 6 Music plays requests for him all the bloody time, apparently.
And people email me, message me, tweet me, Facebook Anne and say – was that Gary on 6 just now? Nice song. Good taste. Who knew?
Me I open another bottle and put Bobbie Gentry on Spotify and think, God, if not Shifnal, where is small enough for me…?
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