Our summer barbecue was winding down. It had been a glorious hot day and our barbecue had been a great success when black clouds rolled in. Two of our neighbours, Terry and Malcolm, were playing snooker in the den that I had built at the bottom of our garden. My den was actually a huge shed. Inside, I had installed a full-sized snooker table, a dartboard and a very well-stocked bar. Two large, leather sofas and a large le...