I can honestly say that I was so scared I thought my legs had fallen off with fear. That thing was just too close, too big and too repulsive. And as for the smell...I'm Jack - a farmer's son from Cornwall. Not one of those huge rich farms, just a small one. Me, my brother and sister always had to help - mucking out the cowsheds, getting in the hay - that kind of thing. I can be a bit of a dreamer sometimes; I'm into comic books, myths and legends, hero stuff and sci-fi. And of course "Star Wars" (I do a pretty good Lightsaber impression). Anyway, like a lot of things, the reality of what's happened to me was a whole lot different to the stories. I was tricked into it and next thing I know, there's a bloody great giant standing in front of me. That's when it all changed.