Like a scene from Alice In Wonderland, just after she had fallen down, down, down the first hole.
"Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead: before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it."
Nobody admits they were in Woking, Surrey, in the nineties...
:)
Whoopsie...