It was like business as usual – abstruse and convoluted. The response was specifically designed for mindfuck by the specialist in antipathy and directed to the Drummer for dissemination through the tom-toms that would be used to convey the message through the wilderness of cyberspace.

But the Drummer wasn’t drumming that day – his tom-toms being damaged by an angry date, frustrated by the attention she sought being lavished on them instead of on her. And so the specialist in antipathy, sitting there with his nuts in a twist, stewed, conjuring up fantasies starring his favoured villains, whilst he wondered how to get the show back on track.

Meanwhile, the Drummer ditched his tom-toms and got back to regular drumming.