Managed to persuade Derek he should go for a walk this morning and we went up to British Camp. The views in all directions are breathtaking. You can also park, although you have to pay.
I almost cracked my sides laughing before we set off. Delightful husband had stood in some cat poo several weeks ago and had never really got round to cleaning his shoes properly so they had been stood outside the back door.
When he went to put them on there was something in the bottom of one of them .... a dead mouse .... not only was it a dead mouse, but it had been there for some time and was well rotted. Yuk!!
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