Where do I begin? I had been asked to open an Italian Arts Festival in Bologna with Federico Fellini. The actress in me felt sure that on meeting me, Fellini would recognise me as his next leading lady, so I just had to say yes. Woops..!!
Fellini fell ill and died not long afterwards.
I arrived at the airport with my pianist Steve Lodder to find that I was actually opening the first Festival of Erotica in Italy and there was no way out. The wonderful and outrageous Leigh Bowery was performing on his 18inch platforms with a blacked out face, backless outfit, with his two dragged up side kicks (which he later told me were two London male prostitutes).
I learnt a lot that trip, I bought home some penis shaped pasta though! Leigh, you are sadly missed.