“Dear Chef Ketchup…”
Did a thing on the show asking you to write break-up letters. Not with a boyfriend or girlfriend, but with a thing. A tv show, item of food, place, whatever. Some were too good to be used once on the radio and then disappear… Dear 24/Jack Bauer, we had some great times together but alas u’ve become over exposed and commercialised so I must leave u, our clock has ticked its last tick, goodbye New Ross Tom:-( Dear air guitar. We,re fineshed. I can c right through u ! Gluck damo Dear Belly, you have been with me through thick […]