a true feature length epic, which nevertheless cannot do justice to moliere's extraordinary return to the chateau, after an extended period of quarantine in his northern estates. but everything has changed! the hall of mirrors and the concubines are no more, and madame guenevere has muscled in. moliere takes refuge in the coldest house in france. an equally startling return for pilar, fresh from her own lengthy hibernation in a santander bar. fat lad, meanwhile, avers that he has turned over a new leaf, but the jury is out - especially as that appears to be familiar mould under the afore mentioned leaf, and particularly as he is more convinced than ever that much of the local so-called human population are actually shaved mice, shaved coypus, shaved boars and shaved ravens in disguise. the ominous mayday bonfire on the village green is being built, and this may signify moliere's imminent demise. hairy pigs and hairy horses and hairy flies might fly. the chaps discuss poemes saturnienes by paul verlaine. contact moliere, in his hour of need, at moliereandthefatladATgmail.com (replacing AT with @). thank you to pilar, verlaine et famille, and the great raoul ficel for our marvellous theme tune - raoulficel.com