I woke with so much enthusiasm that I sort of leapt upwards, bashing my head on the ceiling and falling back with such force that the bed crashed through the floor into the kitchen below, where I lay dazed and motionless for some moments. Purposeful footsteps, and the door burst open. In strode a young Joanna Lumley wearing high heels, fishnet stockings, suspenders and not a lot else.… READ MORE.... …