The other day I was in the workshop talking to some of the team when Ollie, who is one of the smallest of us, approached a large duffle bag of kit that an owner had dropped in and Zac, without real thought or hesitation said “I bet a fiver you can’t fit in that Ollie”.
For a moment or two we all looked at the bag, Ollie included, and sized it up. I wasn’t sure if Ollie could fit but my inner-child thought he should at least give it a go. Then, just as suddenly as our focus had turned on this stupid random challenge, something broke the spell; maybe one of the dogs ran past, or the door to the varnish room swung open and Tom stepped out into the workshop, whatever it was, Ollie declared that if the bag was a tiny bit bigger he’d have a go and Zac shrugged like, either way, it didn’t matter to him.