I have never felt so at home as I did when Tom sang "Galaxy Defenders stay forever" on the opening night of the Memory Lane tour in Swindon. I have never felt so surrounded by happiness and joy as I did in that moment. The overwhelming sense of belonging, of family, is still enough to bring tears to my eyes now, over a year later.

It physically pains me that those memories mean to little to McFly that they can just throw them away without so much as an explantion or an apology. They don't owe us anything really, they don't have to explain to us why they're doing what they're doing. But I remember a time when the band and the fans were such a unity, such a family, that I would have done anything for them. And that's why it hurts me. That's why I feel so upset and so betrayed that they're seemingly abandoned us without so much as a promise they'll be back. They don't seem to remember those times, or understand why we feel so upset.

I don't think I'll come back. I don't care about McBusted, and I don't really care about McFly anymore either. I just don't care anymore, and that's really sad.

Thank you, McFly, for some of the best memories of my life. I'll miss you.