This promenade of sin and gore ended through heaven, yes, where we arrived at an American Mid-West Hoe Down, congratulated by a round of applause, to be rewarded with red cordial and lamingtons. Safe foods. My friend Samara was one of the volunteers serving me some cordial. She said she had to swap clothes with a friend earlier that day in order to look extra dowdy. Everyone loves a bit of a cable knit. Worn with irony, of course.