“Chris, don’t think me pretentious. This smell is an autumnal walk in the countryside, probably about 7 miles from Aldershot, on the fringe of an old wood, a spinney or a copse, possibly, if not a spinney, it’s a copse, definitely, and there’s a labrador, a slightly wet labrador panting, and a little bit of that labrador’s breath is in here, again, that sounds bad, but it isn’t. I think Stevey should have a little lie down.”