This is for my Dad.
If he were ever to read this blog, he’d know what it means.
The rest of you just get the privilege of listening to Foo Fighters for six glorious minutes.
Love you, Dad.
This is for my Dad.
If he were ever to read this blog, he’d know what it means.
The rest of you just get the privilege of listening to Foo Fighters for six glorious minutes.
Love you, Dad.