From buying the wall album for my dad in 1978, lstening with him as a child, noticing every scratch on the vinyl, to listening on cd, rebuying the vinyl to listening on spotify. I listen to you every night in bed, your music chills me out and helps me to sleep. Every note, every lyric means so much. Your music takes me away to my special place in my mind where all is good in the world. Thank you for being one of the few constants in my life and on occassions probably saving my life.
Mother do you think they’ll drop the bomb? Bloody hope not!