As we went for a walk this morning, i noticed a mole hill in one of my neighbour's flower beds - I say flower bed, but he never seems to plant anything in it. Well, of course, one mole-hill doesn't make a problem, but like rats, there's never a single mole!
Down the road, the grass verges are erupting;
along the backs, the moles are undermining the new fences at the Thatched Cottage and the Old Rectory.
Imagine my horror when I saw this: they're marching along the main road into the village. Soon we'll be overrun!