Amy Winehouse recently dropped out of sight and rehab was the best guess of those who know and mock her best. this time the therapy Miss Wino sought was not that of the twelve steps or Freud's analysis. instead Amy in the tradition of her ancient English ancestors made a pilgrimmage. Not to canterbury or any of olde England's holy places, but to a trpical island that seemed just perfect to Amy in her time of troubles.
When she heard that there was an island dedicated to a saint devoted to lushes. Winehouse knew that that was where she was meant to be. After days of sun and fun and nights of stinking drinking, Miss Winehouse asked to see the shrine to the patronness of the lushes. After meeting continual incomprehension one savvy islander finally caught on:
" No , very drunken madam, Saint Lucia is the name of our island and she is the saint devoted to the blind..."
Amy is said to have said a little prayer any way and told the native :
" Blind... dead...drunk...what's the difference!"