At Stay Beautiful last night, a stranger buttonholes me.
"I just wanted to say you look like…"
(Place your bets now, dear reader!)
"…Luke Haines."
<img src="http://www.fosca.com/lukehaines.jpg"></img>
Much as I admire Mr Haines' numerous musical incarnations, I am aghast at this physical comparison, and am compelled to leave the club at once in a state of pronounced mortification.
