What else can go wrong?

The Garden Fairy told me the boiler was leaking.
The Garden Fairy told me the outside light had died.
The garden Fairy told me etc etc
Then this morning I was informed the drains were blocked. 

Whatever ethereal deity is running the show can stop just right there! Drains before breakfast are not funny. 

This little beastie crawled out of a crack where it had become snarled in cobwebs. My suit of armour has received a polish after removing the webs and placing the stick insect in a neighbours tree. Bon chance.