A great big Manor House, with strong walls of stone and thick wooden doors. A feeling of safety and comfort, a luxury yet to be beaten.

Hot summer afternoons, laying on the grass in the sun, a honey-coloured tan on your arms and legs, the delicious smell of barbecue hotdogs and burgers wafting towards you.

Acres and acres of woodland, with rushing water, sparkling and glistening in the early evening sunshine, trickling like sweet songs in your ears.

Heaven for a week, before reality was shattered.