One day I decided to walk to an old tree.
The tree was a hundred-odd year old Ash in the middle of a field and was split right through its middle, with a gap big enough to walk through.

Six miles later, I arrived in driving rain and a howling gale.
I walked through the tree. Picked up this cow from inside.
Then turned around and walked back.

I didn't stop to eat my sandwiches but on the way home I bought a steak.
That night I ate meat for the first time in years.