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)