The sun's shining down happily and is keeping me warm, so I take off my knitted cardigan. I roll it into a ball and put it beside me as I take a huge lungful of clean, fresh air. Sometimes, I think that people who are ill should come to the valleys and just breathe. They'd get better much quicker! I'm absolutely positive about it.
Suddenly, something hits me smack wallop on the head! "Ow!" I cry out, wondering if maybe my The Valleys Are So Healthy theory is right after all. Since when did birds dive bomb people? But as I wipe my smarting eyes, I see the object in question nestled beside me. It's... It's a shoe! I look up, but there's no missionary plane above, and anyway why would they drop single shoes on top of hills?
I rub my head and stand up, looking around for the second shoe. I could have sworn I heard a scream. "Helloooo?" I call, peering down the opposite side to the one I climbed. Better approach the mad shoe-throwing monster and make friends than let it gobble me up! "Helloooo?" There's someone down there, dark haired and dark tempered. Oo-er. Maybe meeting a monster up here would have been better.