The latest concern here is a plague of frogs. Between our village and Fustyweed there are hundreds of frogs bouncing around in the road. Difficult not to squash them.
It won't be long I'm sure before the Mad Swans are tottering along our main street followed by their exhausted cygnets.
And the Morris-dancing pigeons are assembling in ever increasing numbers on our bungalow roof early each morning. And leaving their messages of regard down all our window panes.