I don't know about the rest of the world but I'm planning to go to the Press Room next Saturday for the Sea Music Rapture Session.

Now Stormy was a good ol' man,
Away, John Stormalong!
He'd drink his grog from an old tin can,
Way! Hey! John Stormalong!

For Rapture Day he could hardly wait,
Away, John Stormalong!
To swing on through that Pearly Gate,
Way! Hey! John Stormalong!

But when he got there the gate was barred,
Away, John Stormalong!
So now he's swinging from a star,
Way! Hey! John Stormalong!

Cheerily,
Charley Noble