Dinner and diner

I looked at our Rose on the terrace this morning and found quite a few of these little caterpillars nibbling away, although it does seem quite late in the year for them, and I'm afraid I squashed them. Then I noticed the baby Praying Mantis right at the top of the bush, if that's what it is, so maybe I should have left the caterpillars for him to eat!

We're deep in the cloud this morning and can't see a thing, so it's cold and damp. We've come to the village so I can upload my photo, we'll have lunch here and Steve can watch the Grand Prix, but when we go back to the Mas later I think the fire will be lit for the first time this autumn.

p.s. I've added the story of the Silverfish and the puncture to yesterday's entry.