Morrissey knew the release of his single would clash with that of mine but selfishly continued anyway.
"I'm throwing my arms around Harris". An affectionate tribute to the entertainment genius that is Rolf Harris. Rolf was also incensed and threatened to return his Knighthood should he ever be given one. In addition he refuses to play any more Smiths and Morrissey numbers on his wobble board and didgereedoo.
As if this were not enough, my memoirs, "Years of refuse" about my life on the bins as a 'Garbo'coincides with his album "Years of refusal". His title bears more than a passing resemblance to my book title I think you will agree.
The final insult was his hijacking of my cover art where I am shown looking meenacing and broody while cradling a bemused looking kangaroo.
With my work and image hijacked, how am I supposed to entice female fans to throw their thick, heavy glasses and large underwear at me anymore?