There's never a dull moment in our house. This morning we found a hole in a corner of my bag of food on the pantry floor. "Mice," my PCG squealed, "rabbit food everywhere." She's been a bit funny about mice since Figgi the cat died. Packets, boxes, jars and tins flew off the shelves and were put down for me to check. The cornflakes needed special attention to make sure there was nobody hiding inside. You never can tell with mice."Not a sign of a single mouse," she announced when everything had been put back. I could have told her that, I know who nibbled the hole. Can't say though.
Never a dull moment is right.
