My greenhouse tidying was brought to an abrupt end when a mouse ran past my foot!

I hate, hate, hate mice - sorry if I’ve offended anyone who adores mice, but I can’t stand them. Even though everyone says ‘the mouse will be more afraid of you’ I don’t believe it. I’m big, the mouse is small, but the mouse is fast and I’m slow so if it turned on me I wouldn’t get away fast enough .... I couldn’t outrun a mouse!

Can you imagine the damage a mouse could do .... I’d probably loose a limb and when someone asked ‘How did you loose your leg?’ I’d have to say ‘A massive, monster of a mouse ate it for breakfast’ (sorry, my imagination has gone off on a tangent .... I’ll stop now).

Anyway, this has brought an end to tidying out the greenhouse until I either forget the mouse is there or get my courage back. And at my age, forgetting a mouse has moved into the greenhouse will probably happen in the next 48 hours. Then I’ll be safe to go back in the greenhouse ....