“Things I have found dead in my garden”
Following on from the dead magpie, the dead unknown bird (that’d fallen down the chimney breast and is now partially mixed in with the sand and hardcore forming the little section of path I laid) we now have the dead rat/mouse (I suspect it was a big mouse, rather than a small rat) which I found out in my garden today.
Why do they all come *here* to die?! I lived in Bristol for years, and I think I found one dead mouse in the garden in all that time…
In other news, my work(ing on the house) clothes (which I finally decided to wash) aren’t dry yet.