Don't beat yourself up over it. This was as tough a first mission as I can imagine, and we got George out without anyone being the worse for it. So that's success!

And there wasn't only dizziness, and puking, and being bucked off our brooms, and magic-disrupting Clouds o' Doom and pissing-down rain. There was also a very fine lunch and time to warm up together before we had to go out and face parents going shouty bloody crackers at us.

And, after all, it was only rain pissing down on us, so it could have been an awfully lot worse.

I'd say if you tot up both columns, we came out ahead. I'd definitely have another go with you. Camps or octoboroses or whatever you want.