Nicky's muckers came out in force, Etonians out of the closet. All were at Bellamys to hear him sing and reminisce. He told stories of Marlene, Marilyn, Wallace, Truman, not to mention Irving, Diana and Noel, whilst kissing his friends in the audience. Everybody was on his side, everyone loves Nicky. Dressed in black, his hair was immaculate, his make=up, too. And before he should forget anything, Hannah Rothschild is making a documentary about him, so the whole world can appreciate his humour, caustic wit and fun. Nicky should be congratulated on being word perfect. Only after a dozen or songs did he sadly stop.
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