I remember reading one of Chekov's posts where he admitted to his shameful fondness for U2 and thinking: "Ha! That's nothing, nothing at all, I've seen Suzanne Vega Live"
One of the current Ms O'Neill's favourites, I put on my best black poloneck, grabbed the gitanes and went along... just to keep her company...
The intro was quite funny (for a Man Utd fan anyway). She told us the sad story about a teenage boyfriend from Liverpool who not only broke her heart but also nicked her favourite neckscarf. Couldn't keep the smirk off my face;)
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