I got bored of the paper very quickly and ended up playing Cut The Rope on my iPhone instead. That, too, lost its appeal, so I took a photo of my coffee. I'm not sure why I did that and, unfortunately, my new mate caught me doing so. To his credit, he pretended he hadn't witnessed it and got on with his duties.
The cows shrugged and got back to what they were doing. The unexpected entrance of a bearded Paris Hilton had clearly lost it's appeal.
The venue was the local jungle. Alright, forest. Alright, collection of trees opposite Harlestone garden centre.