Dad Present Shakespeare
— 19th April 2002
Friday is here, Friday is here. Me and my lady and my sore throat are going to Manchester tomorrow to see “Midsummer Nights Dream” woo! And to see my esteemed father who reaches the grand old age of 55. He’s a lovely Dad and he deserves something nice so were going shopping tomorrow to buy him a present. I don’t know what it is yet, but I know it’s in Leeds City centre somewhere. It’s just a matter of finding it.