"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I like big fat grey clouds, French brioches,when it's raining, wearing ties, being on the train to London, writing postcards and letters, polishing my nails dark, lace and velvet, smoking cigarettes with a cigarette-holder, daydreaming and kisses on the neck.
I don't like loud people, reggae tunes, hot weather, blue skies that look like bottoms of swimming pools, realistic novels, 50s French philosophers and right wing way of thinking.