Henry has a bad day, brain-wise:
Dear Reverend Clarke,
Today has not been a good day and the Gods have not been smiling on my addled brain.
I am in contact with the anti-terrorist people are very cruel and unusual tortures should be banned play the national anthem for doomed youth training scheming women are the bane of my life time membership of the club them to death is my only release the pressure gently does it lad.
I will let you know how I go go dancing is wicked.