Something on the bathroom floor - small, silent and black, with a lot of legs.  It's also perfectly still, but know it's not dead, yet.  Only a common house spider, not the sort to leap on a chair and scream about  - but it should be out doing something useful like eating flies or weaving… Continue reading Vermin


There are mushrooms at the bottom of my garden.  Not the fairy-friendly type of fungus, with neat spotted roofs on stalks  - but fat white cancerous clumps pushing their way through the chippings of bark to the surface.  They smell of damp and decay and they weren't there before. You can't turn your back for… Continue reading Scent