Today was the 30th anniversary of Rock Against Racism, a festival in Victoria Park, Hackney. The weather was cold and rainy so I couldn’t be bothered to make the effort to queue to get into the park to see Paul Simonon of The Clash play with Damon Albarns’ group, The Good, The Bad and The Queen.
“Lots of money!”
Carole and I had a chat…
“has your life changed since Big Brother?”
“No”, she said, “not for me, I’m still skint, almost lost my house several times. It has for the others, the twins who are buying a house in Kensal Rise, very near to Ziggy.”
“Don’t you have an agent?”
“Yes, I did, but he ripped me off, now I’ve got another one. But I did think I would get all kinds of work from Big Brother, say being an agony aunt or whatever. Last night I was invited to Kerry Katona’s birthday at a night club. But I didn’t want to go, because I’ve got no money and nothing to wear”.
I said to her: “I’m surprised no one has wanted to do a make-over on you, like 10 Years Younger”
“No, they haven’t yet”, she replied, so she’s obviously up for it