Distance: a few km?Music: The Be Good Tanyas – Waiting Around to Die Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is bloody, but unbowed. William Earnest Henley – Invictus The helicopter hovers a foot off the ground, disgorges two blokes with trauma bags, then files off again to circle. They do some cursory checks, note that I’m cogent and walking, grab my bag, and brief me on getting into...










