“Looking good!” I blurt out, semi-involuntarily, as I wander into the bar area of Neon, just off Piccadilly, to find Mica Paris, being photographed right behind the door.
“Work in progress, honey,” she smiles back: a phrase she will later also employ to describe an almost four-decade career that, as well as Eighties pop superstardom, has taken in radio presenting, screen acting (not least in EastEnders) and the West End stage.
