Living in the inner city we never had cause to hire a bouncy castle. On birthdays we dragged them to indoor adventure playgrounds and let classloads of kids run amok. We move to the country, get some space, and the missus says we have to have parties chez noose from now on. They are coming. Tomorrow. To Destroy My House. I am in the land of the bouncy castle negotiation. I have convinced the vendor to knock a whole tenner off his price and am now in private talks with God that it will not rain. Let the sun shine and let them bounce and bounce and bounce.