| Page | 1 |
| Frame | 1 |
| Description | Hale wanders down lonesome trial. He is currently dressed in a black plastic bag and a pair of pointed shoes. The bag has a neck ripped out and he has badge that says Hale on it. Arms are bare. A shout is heard |
| milner | Oi |
| Frame | 2 |
| Description | Hale meets Milner and his band of travellers. Their home is a huge wooden caravan Village equivalent to 12 terrace houses. It is rolled along huge tree trunks the last one constantly being placed in front of the entourage |
| milner | Hello.. Hale, you look like strong filly, wanna join our waggon trek? |
| Frame | 3 |
| Description | A number of people are outside the Village each making use of discs of wood cut off the rollers by a pair with a saw. There are tables, barbecues, frisby throwing etc Everything except something useful |
| milner | Its hard work when we travel but we rest often and we always carry a constant source of raw materials for leisure |
| hale | Uhm |
| milner | Come on I recognise an idea forming tell us what you need |
