During a game of rugby in the park, the cousins kicked the ball over the side of a hedge. As the view of the bridge just beyond indicates, it is a long way down. One crew attempted to get below by traditional methods while the other, I am told, held a child by the heels and dangled him over the side to grab the ball. This worked and boy am I glad I was still in Penrith at the time! (Click the picture for a larger image.)