Well.............and so it drifts on. What can the explanation be for the dithering and delay, the slush and the mush. Perhaps we're just unrealistic to believe that after all the soft living, the money, the girls, the villas, the Bentleys, the beautiful clothes and, perhaps most fatally, the lack of challenge, there's enough creative fire left. We can't blame the old boy.......the trajectory has been entirely understandable. Who wouldn't want to partake fully in this gilded lifestyle? Still, a shame though..........
This was from someone who apparently knew Andy's wife.
Yes, my theory was probably rubbish. I'm really surprised at the lack of communication, though. But I think BF has realised that his mysterious persona is best maintained by only saying anything when there's something to sell. Our hunger for product is best fed, strangely, by feeding us nothing.
