meet the imitable mr Phil Bush.
after years of dropping hints in his ear (let's face it, i begged him) to come lend his talents he succumbed to my tenacity. Frankly, the sobbing– of him asking me to stop, was unnerving.
I first saw him playing gee-tar at a free concert in the West End for an outfit called Princess Tex. Later on i was in a band with him for a short time called Planet X. As with all bands, we were gonna be famous until the bass player put the mustard knife in the mayonnaise jar.
Soon we will be releasing some songs with His Mighty Power present; and you will see why we are excited and lucky to have him on board. Not to mention he brings Guinness.
side note: just a helpful hint: do not touch areas on your smoker/grill that are close to the firebox. No need for details, just trust me on this one.
May your day be filled with butterflies, flitting from flower to flower.