I adore Kim Wilde, or I used to. My delight with her has been rekindled. She was travelling by train to Potters Bar with her brother and launched an impromptu performance. Kim may have been a little worse for wear but what fun. How the guys in the carriage kept straight faces, I do not know. Miseries!
Thanks to Katherine Eames who was on the train and filmed and shared it, and Annie Mole who drew my attention to it.