Hello, how are you? I am in the bath at 5.25 in the morning, this is, and I've probably
been in here for about an hour and a half, and I've had a very, very productive few days.
So I figured I would have a bath to help sort my leg out, because it was getting really
grumpy, but I am so bang for the awning. I, oh, f*cking hell. My tummy's doing that
contracty thingy, and basically I'm pussy sucking water up into it, and then pushing
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)... I think I saw it a couple of months ago, and you weren't in the pub but at home. The song sounded like it was recorded in a pub though - a really funny guy with a guitar, reminded me in style a bit of Mike Harding, although this guy wasn't from Manchester but more from your part of the world, and a bit ruder. I remember the first verse ended with "And then I went upstairs for a nice relaxing...", he left off the last word, but the rhyme was obvious and the audience roared "Wank!" He said that it sounded like they were commanding him to do it... 
Then he continued that "of course" he meant "bath"... And then the song went on about blowing bubbles in the bath, and how you have to be careful that nothing else comes out... Ring a bell?
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