I saw a mouse! Where?
Over Hogmanay my in-laws had the house while we were away and said we had, ahem, a little visitor. A little mousey stuck his head round the press door in the living room to watch telly. I've seen him a couple of times since. I think he's come in out of the cold. The dog chased him once.
Last night while I was in Belfast Mrs P heard him in the bedroom and fled to the Paulinus Minor Major's bottom bunk. Now in true manly fashion I have to do something.
So I went to the hardware shop and bought something I haven't seen since my dad put some down when I was a kid. Yes, they do make them still, just like the ones in Tom and Jerry! "Shall I put a bit of cheese on it?" I asked the man in Scotstoun Emporium (What a name! What a shop!) "Nah!" says he "Peanut butter. Or a bit of Mars Bar. They love that".
Peanut butter it is then.
Make my day, mousey.
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