Henry: I have listened to a lot of Coldplay this week. I do not know what is up with me. I do know that it is the first you commented on when you got in my car though and that is why I feel self-conscious about my love for Chris Martin. How are you Mikey?
Michael: I mean, they’re Coldplay Henry. You shouldn’t need me to make you feel self-conscious for listening to them, you should just feel like that regardless. I am very ill actually mate and took penicillin and Nurofen with me on Saturday for Bushtock (potentially the least exciting pills ever taken into a festival in history).
H: Yeauxleaux, breaux. Anyway, we were reunited over the weekend to check out Bushstock which, if you don’t know West London, is a festival that takes over four venues in Sheperds Bush for the weekend. It’s headed up by Communion – who are great – and is a pretty rad day out. Let’s talk about who impressed us.
M: Really rad day out with some radder music. It’s a shame it is still blighted by the fact that Henry hasn’t paid for his ticket yet but whateva(aaaaa).
H: I’ll probably never see you again so that was a solid investment on my part.