When everything overwhelmed you, and it seemed impossible that you could ever smile or laugh again, she always had the antidote.
It seems so strange to be crying tears of sadness because of her today; her tears are always joyously, helplessly, rapturously overflowing floods of happiness.

A supernal talent; irreplaceable.

Thank you Victoria.
Every comfort to her loved ones.

Victoria Wood, 1953-2016

Let's do it, let's do it, I really absolutely must. 
I won't exempt you, 
Want to tempt you, 
Want to drive you mad with lust. 
No cautions, 
Just contortions: 
Smear an avocado on my lower portions! 
Let's do it, let's do it tonight!