Air Turbulence

Poor old Reg dumped again........and just before Christmas too....some women have no heart...... Stolen (Lyrics) i feel disjointed i don’t feel like the man i feel like i’ve been stolen from my world i don’ t feel like i can stand up like a man…

Poor old Reg now he can't get to sleep....those bloody neighbours are keeping him awake again........ Everyone is invited to the Ball (Lyrics) I lie in bed its almost midnight i can hear the voices through the walls i can listen to there…

Since you've all been such good boys and girls this year, I decided I should give you all a present. Here is a song written by yours, truly, and sung by the incredible Inge Meijer. I can't say enough about what an great job she did on the song…

Poor old Reg is down in the dumps and has started comparing his life to those of others more successful ...the go getter's in life...which poor old Reg has never really been one don't get me wrong he works hard but it always seems to be for someone…