Watching Editors at Glasto last night on BBC3 I was struck by the resemblence of the main bloke (Tom is it? the one who's got Edith Bowmen up the duff?) to Kenny Everett and the bloke on the bass (don't know his name, don't care frankly) to William Shatner in his later "chunky" years. This amused me no end and greatly enhanced my enjoyment of their rather toe-curling stage antics. Now if Tom had come out dressed as Sid Snot or Gizzard Puke it would have been ace.
Sorry, my latest trip to the wilds of Cumbria has been postponed and I'm a bit bored.