That last three moves as a sequence had quite an impact, perhaps after the events of the Loop it was wise to be cautious. In much the same way the events at the cottage made us all rush back to the safety of our own beds much to the surprise of each of our parents. I must have fallen asleep at sometime during the night even though I had tried to stay awake. The memory still bright the texture of the clothing had been so real, the coal dust swirling in the air. Several loud bangs on the front door brought my mother out of the kitchen, I hoped it was not for me. I sat silently for a few moment when the call came up the stairs saying it was Rhinanon, which was not too unexpected, she must be scared witless. I called back downstairs, put on fresh clothes, time to play it cool, last night was nothing. Only thing was waiting on the doorstep Rhinanon was not alone. As I sttod open mouthed and gawping at the short flat capped figure, well-worn suit and heavy boots, she simply broke the silence by saying “Meet Arhie Shuttleton, now get your shoes on we're off to find Baggy”. Before I could ask any questions about him Rhinanon had started walking down the front garden and was by the gate by the time I caught up, as we walked along Archie oddly familiar but out of place stayed several paces behind. That girl was up to something that was definite, she knew something about Archie that I didn't. Being decisive never one of my strong points, but piked straddle to Euston is as daring a move as I care to make for the moment.