Jinxx, CC and Jake dashed through the front door of their Welsh rented cottage to prevent a further soaking from the deluge of rain pouring unapologetically out of the heavens. Clutching plastic carrier bags dripping with water, the trio tried their best to get from the front porch, through the hallway and into the small but beautifully decorated kitchen while carefully trying not to get any mud from their dirty rock 'n' roll boots onto the immaculate cream carpets.

'I can't believe it!' came a loud voice from the kitchen. Jinxx, CC and Jake froze in the hallway and looked at each other.

'Was that Ashley?' asked CC.

Jinxx replied: 'Sounded like him.'

'Wonder what he's so mad about,' added Jake.

'Shut up Jake!' said CC and Jinxx together.

The three continued their journey into the kitchen to see Ashley, completely topless, shouting into his BlackBerry to their manager.

'They've done it again! They've gone and messed up our accommodation again!' yelled Ashley. 'How on earth is it wise to put us in a cottage 200 miles away from Cardiff? How? Answer me that!'

The four exchanged looks with each other, Ashley nodding at his three drenched bandmates as a greeting.

'Oh, don't give me that shit Nathan!' Ashley continued. 'We're in the middle of the Welsh countryside here! What if we got stuck behind farm traffic on our way to Cardiff, or if there was some sort of sheep explosion or something like that?'

There was another little pause as Ashley let his inaudible manager defend himself. Again, the four looked at each other for an awkward moment that seemed to last an eternity.

'Well I don't know, do I? How am I meant to know what goes on in this crazy country? Anything could happen in this place! I've heard some pretty weird stories, Nathan!'

Again, another pause. (If this was on television or if it was a movie I wouldn't need to explain these pauses because they'd be self-explanatory, but because this is text I need to, in quite a lot of detail. Sorry about that.)

'Right, well I'm going now Nathan. Make sure our tour bus driver gets the right details for his GPS. Okay now, bye bye.' Ashley hung up. 'Ugh, what an absolute jerk. Our manager is a jerk. What a jerk!'`

Jinxx, CC and Jake looked at him, cold, wet and shivering, like three abandoned puppies.

'Oh, sorry guys. I'll turn the heating on,' said Ashley. 'Actually, it is quite chilly isn't it? I think I'll put my shirt back on.'

The guys watched as Ashley put on a tight-fitting Young Guns t-shirt, complete with a massive photo of Gustav Wood's face printed across the front of it. 'We went to Morrisons,' CC said. 'We got some shopping for the cottage.'

'Ooh, brilliant!' said Ashley in approval. 'The Lord will be pleased!'

'Where is he?' asked Jinxx.

'Who, the Lord?' Ashley replied. 'He's upstairs having his beauty sleep.'

Jake shook his head in disbelief. 'That's the stupidest thing he's ever made us call him. I hate it.'

'Oh, just shut up Jake,' said Ashley. 'No one even likes you.'

'We got some milk and a new loaf of bread,' CC continued, 'and we treated ourselves to some CDs too! Just to put on while we're making breakfast, y'know.'

'Fabulous! What did you guys get?'

'Just this and that,' Jinxx told Ashley. 'The latest Now album, the new Green Day one, and we got a couple for the Lord's birthday present too.'

A loud voice with a strange fake-English accent bellowed from up the stairs. 'Did someone say they got me some CDs for my birthday?' Everyone tried to hush each other.

'Err, no!' said a panicked Ashley. 'You must have been hearing things, Lord!'

Andy began to walk down the stairs, holding his hands away from his stomach as if he was pretending to have a fat belly, taking huge heavy steps, and pulling a strange facial expression similar to pouting. 'I don't think I've been hearing things!' said Ashley in the same loud voice that came from upstairs. 'I think I heard everything absolutely correctly! And I am happy to fight anyone that says otherwise!'

Ashley looked at Andy. Andy looked at Ashley.

'Are you calling me a liar, Ashley?'

'No, Lord!'

'Do you want to have a little fight with the Lord, Ashley?'

'No, of course not!'

'Well I do, Ashley, because I'm the Lord!'

And with that, Andy pounced on Ashley, bringing him straight down to the linoleum floor.

IS ANDY MENTAL?

IS ASHLEY OK?

WILL JAKE SHUT UP?

AND WHAT CDS DID THE GUYS GET ANDY FOR HIS BIRTHDAY?

FIND OUT NEXT TIME!