We'd been out late the night before, the first thing that pops into your head is the pub, isn't it? No, we'd been out in the pouring rain, wellies on, torch in hand.
I'd driven home from work at 10.30pm. Carefully weaving all over the road. Driving very slowly, with the window wipers on as fast as they would go. Why?
Because the ground was moving, the whole entire road was covered in TOADS!
Then this morning I'd gone out with my camera hoping to get one final glance and perhaps a photograph while the weather was dry.
But no such luck, but I did spy Lucky acting strange though. Then I realised why when I spotted this cat.