Just days after moving from London to Yorkshire in the autumn of 2003, I remember taking part in a 10k race which involved running up hills.
At the top of one such hill, I literally bumped into some sheep. And I thought to myself, "what the f*** am I doing here?!"
Life has moved on a lot since then - including the remnants of my social existence.
But dim Dave forgot about the 100 foot tree immediately ahead.