When the ground decided it’s your best friend

Sometimes the longest journeys are the ones that bring us back home, not as we planned but just as we needed.

After a full day of festive revelry, Christine Foakes returned home with a heart still dancing to the tunes of the festival.

The day had been a blur of laughter, music, and perhaps a bit too much to drink. Her legs betrayed her, and she swayed unsteadily.

The ground seemed to tilt beneath her feet, and before she knew it, she was on the ground, the cool earth offering an unwelcome but firm embrace.