For many years Mr Carmichael thought Justin Bieber’s name was Justin Beaver. It was both very funny and somewhat embarrassing. The girls would pretend that it was down to ‘Daddy’s lisp’. It wasn’t. He doesn’t have a lisp.
So when I came across the real Justin Beaver in the blogosphere we were destined to become BFF.
I am honoured that Justin took the time out of his Christmas schedule to think of me right across the other side of the world.
Right back at ya, JB.