Last day of the course, and people began trickling away through our fingers around midday. Even Millar left to do three days on a forestry course in Wales. So it was just us, Ben Paul and James left. We were feeling rather melancholy, when Ben suggested we hang around a few days, clouds left and we set about settling in with a big fire and baked bean supper of scrounging left by the other timber framers.

Dylan and Paul discovered they had a mutual love of Brazilian Jujitsu and decided to have a roll on the grass. We all thought it would be a bit of a laugh, but 5 minutes in a sort of homoerotic vice grip on the grass we wandered away bored to leave them too it. The results were uncertain, but both were covered in mud.

Only James kept up the carving that night and it involved nothing lewd, he quietly was turning a stick into links in a chain. He had already made a spiral and a captive ring, there was no end to his talent and patience! Dogs begged for food around us and the cat sneakily leapt on benches to steal bread and we all felt at peace in the woods.