Memo to Sophie: Dahling, your husband is ill. I encountered him sprawled on a couch in a bookstore yesterday afternoon, looking quite still, clutching a bottle of water. Though he was sullen, he soldiered on and warbled a tune for me. Please, text him immediately. The last I saw him, he was sat at a table saying "take me home, take me home..."
PS: Dear Jimmy (MP3 snippet) is mahvelous, but do get out the new single now!
PPS: I see you've lost weight. In fact you look quite small in that chair.
Picture of La Bex by Dave H, fan in Sophie's forum. More on my encounter with The Feeling tomorrow.