Not a poo

In the dark, as I walked up the path to my front door, I spotted what looked to be the outline of a dog/fox poo. It's not uncommon for a deposit to be left there. As I stepped around it, the poo jumped onto the gravel. This was somewhat unexpected. I re-evaluated and came up with the notion of 'frog', despite the lateness of the year. This frog was quite lively and a good size, too: 2–3 inches from the ground to the top of its head.

I enjoyed a lovely evening at the last Feast volunteer meet-up of the year. We congratulated each other for making it through 2014 on our own, without a London body such as Lambeth or the Mayor funding us. High five to all the Feasties and the traders, local businesses and visitors who support us. Onwards to 2015!