RIP Phyllis...there's no business like show business indeed. RIP Scott McKenzie...ah, 1967, the summer of love. RIP Tony Scott who has been fondly remembered by those who knew him as one of that rare breed of kind and caring film directors. No news here as to why he chose to end his life. So very sad. (The brain cancer thing has not been proven yet.)
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes. Fun, fun, fun, in the sun, sun, sun!