Friday night.
Four hour round trip in the dog-bus, from the peaceful sheep-sanctuary of our village to the thriving metropolis of Manchester to take our places in the audience of the Britain's Got Talent Live Tour.
Badger's latest tic comprises singing popular songs, but replacing a key word in the lyrics with either "Badger" or "Schmaow".
Badger's repertoire is really quite impressive, and we particularly enjoyed:
Boney M's seventies favourite: By the river of Badgerlon.
The Nolan Sisters' wedding classic: I'm in the mood for Schmaowing.
Tears for Fears's stadium fillers: Schmaow, Schmaow, let it all out, and Schmaowing the seeds of love.
and Rod Stewart's poke-your-eyes-out lyrical masterpiece: We are badgers, we are badgers ...
The return journey was mostly Disney themed, and a high point was reached when Badger pulled off a wonderful impression of Angela Lansbury (aka
Miss Marple, a classic
Type B Badgerism) as the teapot in
Beauty and the Badger.
The Britain's Got Talent Show was actually rather good, and only a little bit less entertaining than four hours in a car with Badger.