We tried three times, still there was no answer.

It was well known that Sally and Joe took a dip in the lake beside their house which they called a “pond”, every day before breakfast. But this was eleven o’clock. Plenty of time for them to be in their terry towel robes, sipping espresso coffee and crunching their way through nutty cereal with almond milk.

Still no answer.

The solution was obvious.

So we landed, the helicopter causing a sort of cappuccino effect on the lake, and ran shouting greetings, into the summer house.

Nobody in sight, not a sound, not a single espresso cup.

What was going on?