That night (after playing badminton badly), Sharon and I were relaxing and watching "Sean of the Dead" when we got a belated text message from Stefano... he'd sent it much earlier in the day, but that's how mobiles work, I guess. Sometimes your message is stuck in queue. We thought they were looking for something to do, so we invited them down to Sharon's mum's house for a game of cards. Meanwhile, Stefano and Natasha had long since gone out for a meandering drive, and found themselves at an intersection marked with the name of the town Sharon's mum lives in. They thought, maybe we should just turn down this road and go see if we can meet up with Sharon and Rose; That is the moment in which they received our invitation.

We didn't play cards, but we did decide to go for an outing the next day. There was some discussion and debate over the destination (sharon pushed for the Lakes District, but we thought it was too rainy to bother making the two-hour-plus car ride), and eventually we settled on the Waterfall in Ingleton. I think I have the name of the town wrong, but maybe this can be set in a parallel universe, and then: that's fine.

I thought we'd follow normal British custom and walk way up a hill until we reached a waterfall. I forgot the topography of waterfall country. It was a cold, wet, winding path, along which several Waterfalls were coursing in thunderous succession. Maybe 100 yards into the trek we came to this felled tree, into which thousands of Pence coins are pounded.

That night (after playing badminton badly), Sharon and I were relaxing and watching "Sean of the Dead" when we got a belated text message from Stefano... he'd sent it much earlier in the day, but that's how mobiles work, I guess. Sometimes your message is stuck in queue. We thought they were looking for something to do, so we invited them down to Sharon's mum's house for a game of cards. Meanwhile, Stefano and Natasha had long since gone out for a meandering drive, and found themselves at an intersection marked with the name of the town Sharon's mum lives in. They thought, maybe we should just turn down this road and go see if we can meet up with Sharon and Rose; That is the moment in which they received our invitation.

We didn't play cards, but we did decide to go for an outing the next day. There was some discussion and debate over the destination (sharon pushed for the Lakes District, but we thought it was too rainy to bother making the two-hour-plus car ride), and eventually we settled on the Waterfall in Ingleton. I think I have the name of the town wrong, but maybe this can be set in a parallel universe, and then: that's fine.

I thought we'd follow normal British custom and walk way up a hill until we reached a waterfall. I forgot the topography of waterfall country. It was a cold, wet, winding path, along which several Waterfalls were coursing in thunderous succession. Maybe 100 yards into the trek we came to this felled tree, into which thousands of Pence coins are pounded.