Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Just how many frogs?

Dear Ella,

Question for you... just how many frogs can there be in the gardens around the back of Allington Road?

Not many left for sure - surely the biggest majority have now met their nightmare journey - savage jaws of Brian (your lovely, cute, cuddly kitten!!!!) onto the  Allington Rd kitchen floor for varying periods of time, minutes or hours depending on when a human being finds them.   Depending on who is around, they (the frogs) then get dispatched in a variety of ways:

1.  Jo - girly scream, dustpan and brush, heart pounding - throw them over the garden wall
2.  Mark - wondrously pick them up, admire and carry them in hands down to the nearby river
3.  Sophie - something to do with cardboard boxes and much revulsion

Nightmare over!

Some are dead, some are alive and one WAS IN ONE OF MY BOOT'S - enough

Ella, please can you have a word?

Lots of love


Ps - this is in addition to the worms......

1 comment:

  1. Judging by the picture Brian clearly thinks she is a frog....she's just doing the teenage thing and bringing her mates home to meet you all in their varying states!! We had a similar thing with goldfish when Pipsqueak systematically cleared the local ponds..he still gazes longingly into next doors which they have sensibly covered with chicken wire. Must say I prefered the goldfish to the mice and birds he has moved onto xxxx