WE head for a morning swim after breakfast then I get busy in the office when we get back.
I’ve been making a clock for the studio out of remnants of acrylic and a spare clock movement I’ve had kicking about. I get to subsided than have lunch.
The postie drops off some stuff including a couple of humane mouse traps. We’ve spotted a wee visitor scurrying around and reckon they’d be better off back outside. We set the traps with some chocolate.
In the studio I trawl through this week’s music submissions for Sunday's radio show then need with some guitar ideas until it’s time to nip out for some dinner.
We’re sitting worth a drink when we get home and I that a noise Vivian form the living room…my suspicions are confirmed – there’s a cute wee mouse unharmed in the trap. I grab a head torch and take the trap up to the woods and let the mouse free.
