Private Message

If you were wondering, it took me almost 2 hours to walk home from Piccadilly Circus. Thank you for keeping me company on the phone for the first hour - it felt great to chat to you again. So many, many more things we didn’t get to talk about, of both critical importance and of absolutely monumental irrelevance. Plus I wanted to sing you the new Hallelujah I wrote ('cos I know you'd get it).

Thanks for letting me eat into your sleep time. Wish we could’ve talked longer. It was horribly empty after you went.

I got home and nearly fell over Schrodinger’s drumkit. Tomorrow I’m gonna open the box and buy a D-lock for what's inside. Probably - depends on what's in it.

Have a wonderful time on holiday.
Sorry about the broken "present" (couldn't repair it for you in time).
And let's chat again one day.
xSx
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