NO NUNS

Ann's really nice, she's letting me stay in her loft. Have a nice cup of Twinings Earl Grey, then bomb around Gent by car and foot seeing lots of nunneries, canals, narrow streets, statues and more nunneries. Then head back to eat quiche. But don't see any nuns, which is a pity. Need to get back to Krakov, Poland, you get a good quality and quantity of nun in Krakov, Poland. Once saw a nun at a Bentley Rhythm Ace gig at the Leadmill, Sheffield. Think it might not have really been a proper nun tho, cause she'd got a goaty beard. And sideburns. And her breasts weren't very big. And she'd got quite a deep voice. It was a bloke wasn't it?