This morning I came downstairs and laid on the sofa for a bit. I had to go and fetch my son from one of his friends houses. I thought i would have a little look at some telly and catch up on some world news.

After a few minutes I heard some rustling. At first I thought it was water coming over the lintels like it did in the winter with all the snow.

But no, it was moving!

I stood and waited for a little while. All of sudden a little mouse stuck his head out from under some stuff, saw me and scuttled under cover again.

What followed can only be described as desperately comical as i tried to flush the little critter out into the open. I failed. The little git has gone to ground and I will now spend my day trying to find him. But after i have bought a trap!