OI! OLD MAN!

Yo! Old Man, AKA DAD! If you are reading, email me, you terrible swine. I hear you have moved from your home and have left your job, which is progressive and admirable, but it means your email and number don't work anymore, and me and Jeres want you to come and see The Baggies with us on the 10th of December. Holla at your son! And you'd beter have bought my single! Which reminds me, those who know me, I lost my phone the other week. So I haven't been purposely ignoring your texts, etc. And I have a new one. It plays Elephant Man songs! Email me for the new number.

Today I did two interviews and caught a train, on which I wrote a song. Hurrah!

Cough.