You could now pass yourself off as "a friend of Sacha Distel" as in the euro-groovy 1969 Peter Sarstedt song. God I'm old....
God, we both are…
Take your socks off and wiggle your toes
I dreamed that the world had fallen apart around my ears and I was having to cadge cigarettes off Sacha Distel. As anxiety dreams go that's a doozy.
You could now pass yourself off as "a friend of Sacha Distel" as in the euro-groovy 1969 Peter Sarstedt song. God I'm old....
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