[lays out furry rug scattered with soft cushions near the pond's waterfall, places antique silver goblets and engraved plates to one side, hot-box full of barbequed chicken, honeyed spare ribs, steak and marinaded mushroom kebabs, and cold-box of chocolate and toffee ripple ice-cream (with a very small tub of mixed salad), to the other - and sits and waits for Lutra...]