Walking down the road on Sunday after a fun guitar playing session at my bass player's house, I spot the 3vil one for the first time since The Troubles. We are going to have to walk right past her! Watch out, I say, there's the 3vil psycho bitch From Hell. She is humming to herself, doo-doo-doo and after we pass, the humming changes pitch and I imagine her turning around and pulling faces. I keep straight on walking. I have every right to be here, I am right, she is wrong. She was always wrong. Search for "3vil One" and you will see the full story. Still, my legs are shaking and the adrenaline is pumping as I struggle to get the keys in the lock.

This was the first time since she was screaming at me in the street (see above link) and I guess it's a moment I've had nightmares about ever since, what will she say? She thinks I got her sacked, she HATES me! Thankfully, we survived like grownups. I'm ignoring you P~~~~~~. You see, I always knew this day would come. Now that I know how she'll behave, this distasteful chapter of my life will close. I never have to work with or near her ever again and I don't have to be where she is, thank God.