“I’m completely lost,” The disembodied voice reaching my ears sounds a little desperate. I walk a little way into the wood and come across a large, border collie attached to an extendible lead. Surely the voice doesn’t belong to him? My eyes run the length of the lead until they alight on a somewhat rotund, figure emerging from some bushes. “Oh, hello—Darcy has got me completely and utterly lost—one minute we were on the path, the next he took me on so many twists and turns, I have no idea where I am, truly.” The lady looks quite happy to be lost, quite jovial even but I sense her confusion…