 walberswick beach hut number 2, suffolk, england April 25, 2007 I don't normally like to kill animals for fun, but recently I taken up hunting and I have to say that I'm quite enjoying the sport. The reason for my new hobby is that our street is being plagued by what is arguably England's largest wild animal; the house mouse. Henry VIII hunted all our other native warm-blooded mammals into extinction in the 15th century so the humble mouse is all that we're left with. The reason for the plague, I'm guessing, is that there are some old barns quite nearby that are being converted into luxury homes and the mice have been evicted. Our 80-year-old next-door neighbour, Jean, went to the cupboard to get herself a little drop of whisky. When she looked down, a mouse was actually sitting in the bottom of the glass. It smiled at her and then ran off. No lie. More big game news to follow, as and when it happens, with a death tally for all you nature lovers out there. The entries to my 'name the woman on Southwold beach' competition have almost come to a standstill. Which is a shame because it's fun, it's easy and it's free. There is a great prize to be won. You could win it. Please, I urge you to enter. Do it for the sake of my marriage. See here for details. Holga CGFN + Fujifilm Superia 400 © James Arnold 2007 Comment (8) | Permalink |
