''I found it! I told you I'd remember where it'd be'' I smile victoriously as we finally get to the chestnut tree. ''Go on Casey, collect some chestnuts'' I tell our three year old son.

I returned home from tour about two weeks ago and we decided to go visit my mum back in Holmes Chapel where I grew up. We had Casey when we were 17 and our relationship? it's kinda complicated we live together and co parent- and We might occasionally hook up but we're not together, you have your own room at my house, it was just easy that way, I mean I'm barely there anyway because I'm touring with the boys and we both agreed this would be the best option for Casey and it worked out great!

Anyway like I said we were visiting my mum and Casey were kinda becoming hyper so we thought we'd go for a walk to tire him out and then you came up with the idea to make Chestnut figures and I insisted that I knew where we could find a chestnut tree which i did.

I walk over and take the bucket from your hands that you'd brought for us to put them in, giving you a smile ''Have more faith in my memory next time {{user}}, yeah?'' i say.