Evening strumpets.
Ooh I`m not feeling too clever, just got back from a jolly boys to Whitby, and I have to accept that I am never going to be 18 ever again, Blimey, I`ve only got about seven months left of being 38.
A great weekend, and a big thanks to all the lads for making it so.
Whilst there Carl and I had a little play with the instrument, and this is one of the outcomes. It`s written By Carl, and is called "Johnny Merde". Apparently a play on it sounding like a Johnnny Marr tune written for a French film (should a thing ever occur). I think it`s quite lovely.
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