Hello to my youtube viewers in Brazil, Argentina, Jordan, Russia, India and Ghana.
Move over X factor. Strictly aint so strict. Jedward are history. Trav is back!
Enjoy :)
Hello to all my friends in Gothenburg - and congratulations to Therese and her new husband. Here is a picture of me on my lovely pumpkin harvest.
Now that winter is approaching I am producing my "Christmas message to the Commonwealth". (The Queen does this every year - so I think it's only right that I should have a message too.)
I shall be in my "recording studio" with my band on Monday. So stay tuned for the release, hopefully at the end of next week.
I have decided to breed slugs. They are very tasty and prolific in the damp and smelly environment of the tent. Alas Mr Pet Human does not approve and therm my prime breeding specimen out into the dark, cold night. Many of my other specimens have drowned in Mr Pet Humans beer and he has unwittingly consumed a few. Still, I shall persist. Not sure what Mrs Pet Human will think when she stays after traditional, well anesthetised bopping session at the end of the festival tomorrow.
The damp is taking its toll. Mrs Pet Human has a horrible eye infection which means that she is scaring small children. We are concerned that it might develop into a sty, thereby occasioning lots of un-called-for Swine Flu jokes.
Many years ago Mr Pet Human and I hatched a masterplan to convince Mrs Pet Human that the Folk Festival is a horrid, damp, noisy, smelly event that she wants no part of. This year our cunning plan came to fruition and Mrs Pet Human left Folkie Base Camp (the tent) after four hours, FOUR HOURS, to go home and watch Eastenders instead. It took some doing, especially as there was a good chance of spotting one of her heroines at the not Absolutely Fabulous Folk Festival. We have paid off the man who was spraying water on the tent as though it was raining, and the hordes of kids who we paid to trip over the guyropes and we've hit the bar. Hurrah!

