The other day my Jo got a text from her old pal Johnny, who despite having quite a bit of the professional Northern carnivorous rugger-bugger about him, is a fantastic chap and also has a bit of a soft spot for animals in the non-livestock sense. Anyway the text said:

You know, one of the best things that ever happened to me has just happened – saw a little vole on my way home, and offered him a bit of crisp, which he took, and seemed to smile at me. Maybe I’m just drunk…

Love it.