A welcome diversion

In the midst of economic woe, piggy pandemics and leaky-house inducing weather, something to laugh about is needed. Anything to laugh about actually.

The police must be quietly seething over this criminal chap down in Canterbury that keeps giving them the big finger before donning his invisibility cloak. But their anger is probably more directed to the communities that are watching on with such obvious glee. One of the entertained has produced a "Where's Billy?" teeshirt and Robbie Robertson, who normally pens songs about legendary New Zealand race horses, has come up with a rather pithy little piss-taker, a copy of which he has thoughtfully handed over to the local constabulary.

If the subject of the song has half a brain, and his antics would indicate as much, he will spend the next prison spell writing up his adventures, selling the movie rights, etc. IF they ever catch him.