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I thought you were mad at me...do not ask me why. I got home Saturday afiemoon...hit the ground running - on ONE crutch straight to the beauty salon to cover 5 weeks of grey roots. Do not ask...

Then to Monkey Bar with some Broadway people, then a fag pre-Tony in the village...

Yesterday 1 worked on friggen Cannes Diary- got an extension- and went to Tonys on NO crutches.

My great pal Stephen Daldry won best director for "Billy Elliot"...show won 10 out of 15 norm- but poor Elton was the sacrificial lamb being overlooked....but musical won and it was his idea to make film to play and he wrote all the lyrics and music so he essentially won....he and his "wife"- don't ask- David Furnish- are my new best friends and invited me to their home for his white tie and tiara party June 25...and promised excellent placement- are you laughing...can I worm my way back into Prince Anndrew's Royal Lodge or Court?? accross the street?

I am on deadline to finishe the Cannes Diary...there were no stars...I was cut from 10 to 4 pages and I have written 10 already. I am in deep do do and have to finish and edit today.

The minute I finish I will call you...I am also coming to visit you..will discuss.

Hip hip horaay.xoxo Peg

you've gone dark,,, where are you ?