“So there are new albums now?”
“Two more. And a live one.”
“Who plays guitar?”
“They take turns. Singh and Sarah. To be honest, they've gone a bit electro. A bit, you know, sonic landscapes.”
“No!”
“They still rock though.”
Johnny thought about that for a few moments, staring fixedly ahead at the road as he steered with one hand. He chuckled to himself. “So, what did you hear about my disappearance?” he asked. “Big mystery, yeah?”
“Yeah. There were loads of stories going around. You'd jumped off a bridge, you'd gone crazy, you'd changed your identity. People reported seeing you all over the place, on a beach in India, backpacking in the sss. Some said you'd been abducted by aliens, crazy stuff like that.”
“What did you think?”
“You disappeared on Glastonbury Tor, a few hours after
