Oh my chips.

We have tickets to see the force of nature that is Grace Jones next January at the Roundhouse.

I am letting out a little bit of wee.

With excitement.

And a tiny bit of fear.

I have been in her presence once before, in Glen Goei's dressing room on the opening night of M. BUTTERFLY at the Shaftesbury Theatre in *gulp* 1989. I think I actually stopped breathing.