If you go down to the woods today you’re sure of a big surprise. Because, like Ben Fogle if he shaved, dressed up as a child and could play guitar, Ben Howard is off on an adventure. “We slept like dogs down by the fireside”, he mews like Bon Iver. “Awoke to the fog all around us, the boom of summer time”. He then got eaten by midges, fell in the river and developed mild trench foot. Poor Ben Howard.