Hello,
how are you feeling, this morning I breakfasted on the fine cola of coca. It is a poor man's breakfast, purdey's elixir vitae is far preferable, but I am rambling, I wanted to tell you why I stayed up til 2am searching google for pictures of old school stereos, it's this.
In a fortnight's time I am going to run through the streets of Glasgow in a Speedo and my plastic Mac, handing out flyers, with a massive old school ghetto blaster and maybe some shades.
I will be dancing enthusiastically on park benches, I will be throwing some shapes with Donald Dewar, I will be noising up the Bag Pipers, and I shall have the finest tunes to delight the youth.
The event shall be recorded on videotape, Betamax of course, and it shall be done without harming any animals. If you in the vicinity fancy yourself in a pop video, you couldn't do better than to get yourself down to Glasgow's George Square on Saturday the 23rd June.
And I will have a full head of hair, enriched with vitamins and minerals.