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I noticed Mystère on the terrace wall, staring fixedly and ready to pounce, so I went out to look. The squirrel was chittering to warn its friends about the black peril, making it easy to spot. Mystère realised quickly that there was no way he was going to be able to reach that high branch, but the squirrel froze in place, giving me time to go in, get the camera, come back and take several photos. It may look a bit grey, but it's definitely a red squirrel as it has ear tufts -- though you can't see them well against the camouflage background.

S went to be manipulated by muscular physiotherapist MariVi, who did such a good job on my ankle. And shortly we are off out to our first intercambio in nearly two years -- should be fun.