I used to believe…
a case study of a child with an active imagination and waxy ears.
My little sister has gradually disabused me of these notions, between peals of derisory hysterical laughter.
I believe in mackerel ... where ya from, you sexy thing
(Hot Chocolate)
Sue Lawley...Sue Lawley...Sue Lawley
(The Police)
Beelzebub has a table for a sideboard
(Queen)
Poppadom Bridge, I'm in trouble deep
(Madonna)
In the western sky, the kilted chauffeur
(Sisters of Mercy)
oh yes, and she almost wet herself when i pronounce Jamiroquai as 'jammyrokey'. That doesn't really count as a childhood belief, though, because it was, erm, very recent.
