When asked, under normal circumstances, to get in a Jolly Jumper (the type that hangs within door frames for baby bouncing entertainment) Wyatt Moon would have said no.

“You’re OK mate.”

But in the midst of an alcohol and drug propelled game of truth and dare it seemed like the only way that Wyatt – 34 year old father of three – could regain some pride.

Miraculously it was not the springs that gave way as Wyatt was in fact the first person to engage the Jolly Jumper.

Colin, seven months, the intended patron of said Jolly Jumper and son of Walter Git, the host of the party, seemed spooked by it (he found it unnervingly unpredictable) and would not go near it.

In fact, it was the house that gave way to this moment of un-clarity.

As Wyatt, having thrown caution to the wind, allowed the device to take his weight it was the door frame that gave way, swiftly followed by the supporting beam to the second storey.  Walter Git had a fleeting moment of comprehension (having suspected Termites for some time) before a tectonic shift brought his sleeping wife, Colleen, down into the lounge.

Miraculously, no-one was seriously hurt, least of all Kane Webb who had accepted the dare of wearing a mixing bowl on his head for a week.

Walter’s immediate reaction was to laugh; he actually rolled about in the dust – laughing.  This was 1) partly his way 2) a reflection of his inebriated state 3) a reaction to the look on Colleen’s face.

It really was a picture.  She slept with a face mask.