Miss May dismay.
It just occurred to me that I have made two references to Miss May 1969 on this blog.
Don't you just love ambiguity's limitless opportunities to confuse at worst and, at best, make you laugh.
I am not, as it happens, referring to the Playboy centrefold of May 1969.
She would have been wasted on me at seven anyway
Read the column I wrote for the Herald about ambiguity (Sept 04)