I’m not quite sure how the postman delivered this letter to Ben Murphy – perhaps I wrote the address on the envelope somewhat differently.
Note my tongue in cheek/hanging out bants about getting paid by Ben.
Ben Murphy 8 February 1994
And His Dog
Went
To
Sow
A
Meadow
Dear Ben
SONGS
I enclose the songs I promised you. See the nifty standard letter generator? Sadly, I did not have your address at work so you don’t get the window envelope treatment.
Good luck in the studio.
I await the big fat cheque (which is surely on its way) with my tongue hanging out.
Yours sincerely
Ian Harris