Yesterday there was a rare combination: I had a half day and the weather was fine. So I got on with tidying up the garden. In my "wild patch" ( ie where I make my compost and leafmould, burn my rubbish etc where no-one goes) I was suddenly surprised by a ragged Japanese soldier who said he'd been living there on roots, berries and grey squirrels since 1945.
He said he was Lt. Hiroshi (spoke very good English!) and would only surrender to the legendary Colonel "Catspaw" Patterson.
We cleaned him up and sent him for some R&R at the NYCFTTS to prepare him for his ordeal....
RtS