My newt

Pleased to be outside again, I managed to cut the grass between showers. I found these minute lads (or lasses maybe), measuring just 3cm, on the mower ramp, waiting to be squashed. Once inside they warmed up and provided a lot of interest, especially when exhibiting their primaeval walk across the kitchen table in a vain bid for freedom. They were returned with care, to a safe haven, no doubt to discuss their good fortune and look forward to more adventures.