June was walking on a conveyor belt, gradually speeding up but not actually getting anywhere. I had a lay in, finally getting up wearing a silver back gorilla suit. After spending some time painting the grey sky blue I went out in the garden as a puff of light pink smoke. June rang about midday to see if she could return wrapped up in polythene like a dogfish egg sack. I put a small light house on top of my head and climbed down a hole until I was flush with the soil surface.