He went to his local chemist early evening and his pharmacist said are you ok Donny you don't look well? not really was the reply, a subsequent call to his local GP resulted in (said GP) driving him to the hospital where his heart rate was [to say the least] through the roof! He will be in the coronary ward by now I think and I'm sure getting good attention! None the less I know Donny would appreciate your thoughts and prayers for him and Barbara at this worrying time.
I've known this L'll shit [a Frank Bloomfield expression] for forty years, whilst he may be smaller in stature he is for sure big at heart!
I suggest they plug him into a Fender Twin that will have him back on his feet in no time!
Your thoughts at this time!




