Last Friday as I left, my rubbish decorated the entire street. Last night, Offsprog Two shouted 'There's a fox eating our rubbish and it's looking me right in the eye!'
Out in my jarmaz, spare bin bag, middle of the night, scooping up teabags and crusts. Bah! and Bless! as well.
P.S. Not answering a lot of emails at the mo due to travelling, laundering, sound-checking scenario; I am reading them though and will reply next week. Thank you for the lovely feedback.