MUSICAL BOX: John Lydon
fifty years of fame
“YOU’RE ALWAYS so angry!” sighs my husband when, as usual, I’m moaning about some or other news item before I’ve even taken a bite of my morning toast. He’s right, I’m afraid. Try as I might, I find it hard to remain placid while listening to the endless recital of avoidable suffering emanating from my radio. I’m acutely aware that it’s most unappealing…
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