He’s not been spotted for a few weeks now.
Is he on an extended lavish holiday? Is he deliberately giving us a wide berth because ratty hasn’t changed his socks for a while? Has he suffered a bit of ‘backdraft’ on his bong and been sucked up into a small tube?
Or, was the following line from the preamble to his fine poem, disastrously prophetic?
“Nonetheless, until cannabis is legalised, or at least officially decriminalised, I remain a fugitive from the law.”