I Know Nothing .....

... no really I have no idea how the compost ended up on the patio. Compost on the end of my nose ... my nose, surely not, no idea how that could have got there! Maybe it was a passing fox, rabbit, seagull ... it must have been those bats that fly around at dusk. Clutching at straws here, I know, it was Josh's fault. Do you think if I give mum big cuddles she'll forgive me? - Coco x