Actually they are not letting us to play on the Weatherstock stage. And by playing I mean at least one straight hour of drinking, making fun of each other, banging on the theorbo, blowing the pipes, and singing about Gaiagil's pirate monkey. Most unfortunate, I must say. I guess we are too refined and elegant for Weatherstock.
Don't give up, dear BBB fans (all three of them), for today we'll be playing at something called "Weatherstock Dance Contest". I found this poster in my mailbox yesterday, along with a big envelope labeled "Contest Rules!!!" (which was immediately eaten by my horse.)
(If you click on this picture, something wonderful may happen.)
Anyway we'd be very happy to see all our three fans in Michel Delving today at four o'clock Bywater time for tea and pastries, um, I mean music and dancing.