UK rapper Wiley is not having the best time. Far from it being a sizzling summer of festival fun, the poor love is being dragged around fields by his agent.

I don’t think he’s realised that that’s kind of what festivals are all about.

He bailed out of Glastonbury. He’s said to have decided he didn’t like the countryside – or a few drops of rain.

I’d be surprised if many of the revellers, who enjoyed a superb and sun-soaked shindig from what I gather, even noticed he was missing.

So, in their wisdom, his management team booked him for the superbly named CockRock Festival in remote Cumbria – on a farm.

Oops.

Unlike Glastonbury, he stayed around long enough to take to the stage, despite not exactly endearing himself to the locals with a string of Tweets moaning about the festival, the people, the organisers, the farm traffic.

Wiley walked off after only 15 minutes – the crowd was unsurprisingly hostile – and now he’s being sued for the reported £15,000 appearance fee.

That’s the problem with Twitter. It gives you the chance to air your grievances to 350,000 people, which doesn’t always go down particularly well.

If I were his manager, I’d grab his spangly iPad and change his password to something he couldn’t spell quicker than you can say Cash In My Pocket.

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