Saturday, July 27, 2013

Badger Tales

Way past midnight I lie sleepless. Grunting and shuffling in the front garden below suggests much to an over-active imagination, but I know it's the badger, digging under our composting frame in search of egg shells. The next day brings confirmation: a new pit - plus strewn detritus.

We're rejoicing in our newly opened Waitrose (5 minutes walk away!) which we visited again two days after its opening on Thursday. We didn't need to dig a pit to get in: they were quite welcoming.

How happy were we?  Check the picture.

Wife and author: Waitrose fans