On a miraculously sunny day in Manchester, UK, four friends gather for a modest picnic in Heaton Park.

They smoked sausages in aluminium, frolicked without reserve, laughed and bled over sessions of Phase 10 and the very swedish Kubb, had a run-in with a viciously handsome K-9, witnessed a battle of Blackberries, and basked in the abundant rays of the sun.

It was a good day indeed.