WHEN I heard the news that the actress Doris Day had died at the age of 97, am not ashamed to admit that I cried.
Firstly, I cried because, with the passing of the actress Doris Day, a part of me had died.
Then I cried because, with the passing of the actress Doris Day, a part of all of us had died.
And finally I cried because, with the passing of the actress Doris
Day, I knew we would never see her likeness again.
And then I realised that I was thinking about the actress Diana Dors, not Doris Day. And I cried once more when I looked her up, Diana Dors, that is, not Doris Day, and I realised that she, still Diana Dors, had died in 1984,…
