"Well, thatched and all..." Essery giggled, then shook her head. "You keep a goat on your roof, though? How do you clean up after him?"
She let herself be led to the kitchen and she sat down the bag, then reached in and took out a bag of sea salt and vinegar crisps, tossing them to him and taking out a package of sweet onion crisps for herself. "So, this is how a rockstar lives. Or three of them, right? The Weirdie news does reach me, via students. You live with Heath and Merton, too?"