Lily Allen – who’s not afraid of an oom-pah-pah – was not to our knowledge there at the time. But then we’re never knowlingly taking notes when having a wet- or any other kind of wee. And we (like) totally lied about that. Only two days ago we were scribbling energetically with our feathered quill whilst standing at the urinals of a well-to-middlin’ known boozer down East Big London. Talking of which, Celebrity Cock Watch has been a little un-fruitful of late, unless you count Jay from 5ive which some people do. Others don’t, some do. De-dum-de-do.
Oh and for the pedants amongst us – and we’re not ones to judge and we (like) totally lied about that too – the loo/bog/karzi/little girls’ room/powder room/bathroom/toylies/lav/john/can/head/dirty cottage in question is at that Masonic Lodge place on Great Queen’s Street, London’s glittering Covent Garden (borders). It’s the same place we touched up Paul Sculfor off-of Cameron Diaz/Jennifer Aniston/our mucky fingers. Funs.
Oh, and this is Lily Allen’s new ditty, ’22’, in the form of a video. How modern.