An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
25 June 2010
And the prize for 'Silliest name at the World Cup' goes to...
Before the tragic kidnap of the younger of her wayward twin sons, Mrs. Dolenz was oft heard to cry "Where's Waldo?". And then, one tragic day, there came the answer none. And this was scarcely odd, because he'd been spirited off to Santiago.