"I'll have a nice read of my book on the train," you think, never factoring in the girl behind you shouting into a phone at someone named Libby.
"I will sign this lucrative record deal," you think, never factoring in the fact that the record label will ultimately blame you, not themselves, for your lack of commercial success and that Declan in A&R is not your friend.
"I will take the piss out
Published on August 16, 2015 02:39