“In front of a child playground,” no less. Bit chillier than Vietnam/Cuba/…, but conceivably preferable to Westminster. (H/t C) Update: I’m told that the agent pronounces it “pederastian”.
Dear Tony, drummer known for reasons obvious in a glance as “Whippet”, did you ever escape from Hartshead Moor services on the M62, where we (intolerant drunken bastards) left you in the middle of the night and a cotton jacket and a snowstorm, all because we imagined you were an utter twat? We are so…