There are a few of Pam's poems printed in the paper today. This short one made me smile:
O Botox, O Botox, I'm ever so keen,
To look as I looked at the age of sixteen
Induce paralysis, do as I ask.
Give me, o give me a face like a mask.
O take up a surgical bicycle pump,
And give me some lips that are lovely and plump.
Young men will stagger and say 'Oh my God!
Here comes Pam Ayres... and she looks like a cod!' 
Fingers crossed for sleep tonight🤞


