I was asked for some photos of The Minions.
You know, the type that involve me being mugged.
So, being totally unselfish, I set off to their field, sat on a flat rock and waited to be mugged.
30 nano-seconds later…..
After much mugging and a few tortuous hours later, I extracted 3 small furry Minions from my pockets, my wellie boots, myself and was allowed to leave their field.
Don’t ever ask me to do that again. It is too much like hard work but I am selfless and prepared to suffer – anyway, someone has to do it!