Lawn Mower

This tiny mouseling was tucking in to something hidden in the long lawn grass that I've yet to cut. Had to aim a few chunks of chalk at the neighbour's cat. Then jets from Lakenheath boomed over and circled Dover twice and later the local Spitfire sallied forth to do an up and over with the engine roaring for once. We voted at the village hall.

It was a strange, unsettled and anxious day that quickly turned to utter disaster at 22.01 with the devastating exit poll.