Miss 10 slipped a note into my pocket last night. I'm famous for losing notes slipped into my pockets ...
This morning she appeared here, so excited, did I still have that piece of paper? I wasn't sure. She looked sad. I wandered over and looked. It was okay, I hadn't 'cleaned' my pockets, without thinking.
She had written 'Family of the Year', Hero. I had to hand over my keyboard. She's in love, with this song, and like me she plays favourites on repeat.
She's delicious ... and needless to say, I have it here, playing, on repeat.