Matt had to laugh at that, shaking his head as he took another pull from the pipe before handing it over.

"Perhaps it is. Though I daresay there's been much more opportune times. I was tidying things up in Russia when they nabbed me - could have used them getting out of the stocks at least once or twice.

For the French, it was never the Fairies. It was the bears from the woods, and the English. Always the damned English," he said with another laugh as he sat back, sighing softly to himself.

"I suppose we should be grateful for the sun alone though, hmm?"