"OK, hold on. I have an idea."

"Hurray."



"No, I mean actually hold on. I need to use my hand for a second."

"Oh! Right! Holding on."





There is a clunk, then a splash as the gate of the truck's cab splashes into the mud.

"OK, up ya get!"

With a bit of trouble, and a moderate quantity of swearing, they manage to get Bina into the back of the truck.



"Double hurray…"

"Lay down."

"Oh goodie. Hundred year old horse blankets. I am the luckiest girl ever."

"How about we put those under you, they look sort of mankey. I'm going to get the space blanket in a second but I want to check your ribs first."