Here is a photo of the pesky housebreaker. Irma, to be precise. She’s actually in her own domain now though, strutting round the garden looking for gorgeous wriggly things on which to munch. Anyone with chickens will know the chicken dance that they do – step forward, scrape, scrape, step backwards, see what you’ve grubbed up, scoff. It’s a joy to behold!
I’m afraid this is my best shot, being utterly exhausted and still having a week of planning to do.