Simon, aka Simmy B, is a reasonable chap. Him and his geez ways. Chuckle, chuckle. The above picture is in fact Simon. It is no less Simon than a picture of the front of his head. Why should we be judged by our facial rather than our folical features? Actually I just happened to have a picture of the back of Simon's head and thought it would be mildly amusing to put it on the page. Fear not, Si, the back of your head in itself is not that amusing. It's only slightly amusing, and we try not to laugh a lot about it. It doesn't even beat Ben's hair or Rick's nose in the Top Ten List of Things We Laugh About*.
So. Simon, eh. Simon bangs the drums/drum. He also records the songs. That's a little known b-side to a Stone Roses single, you know. "Whaaat?" enquire non-Stone Roses fans. "Ha ha" say Stone Roses fans humourlessly.
Simon has a bigger CD collection than me (but who?). I am eternally grateful to him for introducing me to the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Doves. Cheers mate. He's also a very generous chap in that he has been known to buy me a pint unconditionally. Cheers mate. Also numerous band sessions have been recorded at his house. Cheers mate.
Simon doesn't work for a company that makes CENSORED. If you don't want to know about non-top secret information that is entirely unrelated to Government CENSORED CENSORED then don't ask him because he won't tell you. And nor will any of the non-people he hasn't told.
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*For a free copy of the week's TTLTWLA, send an SAE and �7.80 in cash to the address below:
High White Stones, 56 Yuvbinnad Street, Hahagh, Suchershire, GVME MNY
That way we can each have a pint in the Hog's Head (Sunday - Thursday prices) and Ben can have two. Dan can have the SAE, as a memento of civilised society.
