"Here, DQueene, I'll throw the belt up, maybe one of you could tie them together so I'm able to leave this hole..."
Chuck, tiddleytiddleyplonk ... after about 5 efforts I had managed this olympic discipline and sat down patiently on the floor, DQueene's pants as a protection from further sod spread out neatly under me.
"I wonder what she's going to do to me," I sighed, still chuckling.
