Chapter 7: Slippery When Oiled
T begins to push my boundaries on our week away, taking me a step forwards into the unknown.
It was the second day and the sunshine had been replaced by torrential rain. It was pissing it down. Obviously – this is England. T and I lit the fire so we could mooch around without layering up, and before long, the cabin warmed up nicely. Over breakfast, T said that she had an idea for the morning and wondered if I was game. “I’m intrigued,” I mused as I sipped my coffee, “what did you have in mind?” “Well, sunshine, i...