One of my favourite stories is 'Les Etoiles', by Alphonse Daudet, published as one of his Lettres de mon Moulin in 1866. Having had a stab at translating it, I tried my hand at re-writing the story for my own time, and set in my own place. Like Daudet, I pushed that time back forty years into the memory of the first person narrator, and let the story take place in somewhere I know, but don't belong to.His pack-mule becomes a three-wheeled quad-bike (technically a motorised trike) and his shepherd's bothy becomes a film set, and the story hinges on a remembered actual place, though one not as elaborate as the one in the story. The date is a little off the reality too, but in the mid-seventies I spent some time 'working' as an unpaid extra on a movie made in the English Lake District. Among several locations around the Langdale valley we constructed a rudimentary Dark Ages village (the film was of Beowulf) and a group of us slept in it overnight to protect it - presumably from marauding Grendels! Providing the hint of a story this was the starting point for my transposition from Daudet's original into Shooting Stars.