My postman knocked on the door today with my daily supply of music paraphernalia. I got talking to him regarding when I was going on holiday and where to leave any parcels. “I`m away from 3rd Aug – 29th Aug mate”, he tells me. I say, bloody hell you get a lot of holidays, where you going? “Scotland mate”, oh aye, wherabouts? “Edinburgh mate, I`m a comedian and I`ve got a few gigs there”. That`s great, I say, How long have you been doing it? “Couple of years mate”. I ask him to give me a knock the next time he`s playing local.
So what does your postman, window cleaner, gardener, milkman or candlestick maker do on the side?
I might tell you about my barber & Lee Scratch Perry & Half Man Half Biscuit sometime, but that`s for later; let me present to you my postman (I found this on`t net, he didn`t tell me),