Billy went to Glastonbury

Billy went to Glastonbury this weekend. He was wicked, he got there like a dream, not a hint of a problem. There was a lot of rain, and a lot of mud, and Billy kept as dry and warm and entertained by the radio. We felt spectacularly smug, and I may even treat Billy to a hand car wash and wax to say thank you. He even performed better than most getting out of the car park - only needing a push at the last minute through what can best be described as milkshake.