Never one to mistake an ashtray for a cereal bowl, our spirited percushionist can always be relied upon to take charge in a tricky situation. Once, when we didn't have any butter, he suggested we go to the shop, and get some butter, so we did, but there wasn't any, so he suggested we look for margarine instead, and there was some! Miracle-working aside, Andy devotes several hours a day to shimmying up and down pipes or ropes, making him as strong as an ox, which is why he does the bulk of our ox-work. And why we use his tails for soup.

Andy defines age through rhythm, which nobody else really understands, returns home Air-dried and suspects farmers have an ulterior motive. Send no money now.