I should have been revising for my finals, but instead accepted SC and TM’s invitation to go sledging. I knew that I was risking my degree and that it was likely that I would come bottom of the class. However, I was now so far behind in my studies that I really didn’t care.
On the way to the snowy hillside I remembered that I had not packed any footwear at all. Nor did I have a sledge. We therefore stopped off at a seaside resort so that I could make some purchases. There I bought a £1.99 plastic tea-tray toboggan, but there were no wellingtons to be found anywhere. I turned down the offer of a pair of mismatched Crocs in a size too small for me.