Me, Steve, and Craig decided to be vikings for the day. We bought beer, plastic viking hats and some time on Morpeth rowing boats. After haunting the Northumbrian waters for a spell, Steve and I took the beer, hats and plastic swords up to Morpeth castle and play fought like young boys for hours. On the way back to my house he fell into a (very muddy) brooke which relentlessly claimed his shoes. I had to jump in to pull him out. I love you so much mate.