I told my dad, who quizzed me about what kind of purse I might reasonably expect for this performance. I told… — John Cooper Clarke
I told my dad, who quizzed me about what kind of purse I might reasonably expect for this performance. I told him it was a benefit, all in a good cause, and that I wasn't the only one working for nothing. 'Nothing?' he replied. 'Anybody will employ you for nothing'.
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