The musician Pete Doherty left Wormwood Scrubs prison this morning after serving 29 days of a 14-week sentence for breaching his probation. Prison life was "a lot of gangsters and Radio 4", he told waiting reporters, borrowing a phone from one so he could ask a friend to pick him up. Emerging from the west London prison's gate at 7.10am, smoking a cigarette, the former Libertines frontman said: "Thank you Mrs Thatcher for putting me in the company of the most dangerous criminals in the country."
And this next bit didn't surprise me at all, but I still laughed until I cried.
He said he was looking forward to a rum and Coke and spending time with his cats.
Oh Peter, you're such a cat lady.
Now, as for your first activities outside, other than the 'Shambles gig next week (and staying on the straighter and narrower), why don't you and Drew go to a hair stylist?
They can try to get a brush through your hair, and convince your bassist that while the feather cut suits Wellah! just wonderfully, that he's much too fine, er, YOUNG for it.
Nice suit, hon.
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