He confided to me that while he was sleeping, the Flying Spaghetti Monster spoke to him in a dream, telling him to record a cover version of Slade's Merry Xmas Everybody.
I will admit my heart sank a little bit at the prospect of the constant screech of, 'It's Chriiiiiiiiisss Massssss' — but the FSM assured W that the Performing Rights Society payments would bestow a comfortable future upon him, just as it had upon Mr N Holder.
Allegedly.
Antony has at last reappeared — he says he couldn't find Wilson's Good Ideas Notebook so he walked all the way into the village to buy him a new one at the Post Office.
That is devotion!
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