You are deep in the heart of France. You have been told to meet the Earl outside the ‘Bouse de Sirrene’ tavern on the Liseaux road.

Somehow after a few small drinks last night, you remember telling the others to go on and you would catch them up.  You vaguely remember chatting to some young French lovely and spending your last bit of silver on the house vintage vino.  After that it all goes blank.

You wake up to find yourself cold and alone, you are battered and bruised and appear to have come off worse in some form of altercation.  Picking yourself up, you wipe the dried puke, blood and mud from your face.

You are in a ditch at the side of the road.  Your head pounds and your eyes are taking their time to focus.  A sign says Liseaux 10 miles.  Your mouth is parched.  You dust yourself down and check your sword is intact, there is a shot in your pistol but your ammo pouch is missing.  Judging by the sun it is about 10 O’clock.

You hear the sound of a horse trotting towards you.

Do you:-

Wrap your scarf over your face and prepare to shout ‘stand and deliver’

Hide behind a bush and draw your sword ready to pounce

Just say, its too early, ignore the rider and walk towards Liseaux