Here's Jeremy's notes on this song from his website above:

I vividly remember writing this song. I remember the little flat in Violet Street and the room I used to pace around at nights nursing a cholicky daughter. Sometimes I would put her in the karrikot and into the back of my 1947 Morris Minor (the one with the split windscreen and side valves) and we'd drive around the Southern suburbs. Jess would sleep then. But as soon as we got back and I stopped the car she would wake up again so I don't know if it was such a good ruse after all. But at least she and her mother got some sleep, until the next feed. Today she plays the 'cello and nurses two children of her own.
One curious fact about AG PLEEZ DEDDY is that after I had written a verse and a chorus of it I threw it away because I thought it was dumb. It probably was dumb, but three weeks later I read an ar-ticle about a writer, a serious one, who said there was one golden rule about writing and that was to finish whatever you had started, other-wise you would never learn anything. Reluctantly I hauled my verse and chorus out of the dustbin, wrote three more verses, added "Voet-sek" and sang it surreptitiously one night to Manny Wainer, the owner of the Cul de Sac, who gave me encouragement and a pound note and said, "Sing it to the people tonight." I was later persuaded to take it to the Gallo Record Company. A gentleman - Phil Goldblatt - listened patiently while I sang it to him then explained that no one would buy it because it wasn't commercial. He added, however, that he would always be happy to listen to any future efforts.

AG PLEEZ DEDDY was recorded a year later (live - at a Cape Town recording of Wait a Minim) and the single sold more copies in South Africa than any of Elvis Presley's.

The birth of a song is like any other birth; it can be short and sweet or long and arduous and you never know what you are going to get at the end of it. You just have to take each one as it comes.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble