When you're house mate goes into the kitchen to put some chicken nuggets and chips into the oven. You do not expect to hear; "Hey guys! There's a man with a knife in our back garden."
It however, is what I heard yesterday. Good news is... he had peanut butter with him. And the knife wasn't to murder us, or anyone in fact. It was rather to turn a large metallic rat trap into what looked like a delicious piece of peanut butter on toast. Because apparently we have rats. As if a roof and ceilings that cannot retain water wasn't enough, we have a colony of rather large rats in our back garden.
(When I next update... It might be some rather horrible imagery.)
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