Our amah came running into the sitting room one day shouting, missie, missie there’s a mouse on the kitchen as big as a cat.
‘Nonsense’ said mum and went to look. They both came out of the kitchen and securely closed the door. We then sat in a row watching the kitchen door nervously till dad arrived to deal with it.
I am afraid to say that I don’t think he behaved as well as Notagranny! I don’t think he used peanut butter either.
Baby Reindeer - anyone watched it?