I thought that Bobby Troup wrote CMAR for his wife, Julie London, who sang it, in an eery and sexy way, in the greatest ever rock 'n' film, "The Girl Can't Help It" in 1956.

I really can't say - nor have I any right to even ponder - what moves people to tears. We all have different triggers. But maybe the sight of someone appearing to overcome the odds and sticking up two fingers (one finger, Trans-Atlantically) to the sneerers and critics is the stuff of dreams, something that maybe people want to see more of - especially in these uncertain and straitened times.

As I said above, good luck to the woman. She may well be far stronger than we ever will know or realise, and being casually patronised may be like water off a duck's back to her. I hope she gets what she wants. But I refuse to see this show as anything other than manufactured, complete with emotional triggers that draw us all in. Look at how we're all discussing it, and starting at each other's throats into the bargain. But get a grip, everybody! It's showbiz, entertainment, bread & circuses, nothing is left to chance....

And I welcome Diane Westby's sharp comments, waspish they may be, but ever welcome to read.