THE UNDEAD

I saw a speck on the carpet this morning, picked it up to throw it away and found it was a dead ladybird, with its wing cases open and wings extended. Except that after a few minutes in the sun while I went for the camera, it came to life and began to crawl off. I then saw some more around the crevices of the old sash window so presume that's where they're hibernating, and coming out when the sun warms them up.

Tomorrow or Friday I have to de-rat Mum's garage. Oh joy. And it seems that Storm Dennis is turning up to enhance my journey home at the weekend.