Pooh Safari

The Madwoman thought we might like to do something different.

So she suggested we undertook a Pooh Quest.

So naturally that meant going on a Pooh Safari ... 

We started in the front garden at the pond, checking for fish poo.

There must be some in there, right?
Nowhere else they can go.

Aha ... getting rich aromas of ...

cow poo.

Definitely detecting a bit of mole poo.

Look, just because you can't see it doesn't

mean it isn't there.

Trust us.

Unlike you, we have proper, fully functioning noses.

And here we have a bit of vintage sheep poo.

Nicely aged, giving a rounded finish.

 Fox poo.

One for connoisseurs.

Horse poo: a heavy, rich aroma,

rather heady.

 Dog poo.

A whole bin of it.

A bit overwhelming.

Think we'll pass on checking this one out more closely.

Bird poo.

Small, but lingering.

Bunny pooplets.

Little bursts of aroma.

Worm cast

Angel stood on it by accident.

 Badger poo.
Plenty of it too ... musky with overtones of
grrrmmmummmrrrrrrzzzz. Well, there is no word in your vocab to
describe what it smells like. This is the closest we can get.
 

And finally, a quick dab behind both ears of fox wee ...

It's always nice to have a souvenir of your day out to take home with you.

We thought we might do this again sometime, visiting

lots of different locations around the country.

We could then produce a Scratch and Sniff book - we've already

thought of the title:

"Aroma Round Britain"

The Case of the Curious Molehill

We foiled a cunning plot at the Chiltern Open Air Museum!

Well, we alerted the Madwoman to it at any rate.

Whether she takes any action is another matter ...

We set off through the mist.
We can be very intrepid like that.

We followed a trail of molehills, and found they led to, and under the fencewhich

stops the sheep from getting at the haystack.

We suspect that the sheep might have put the moles up to it, although

they obviously forgot one important detail: the tunnel needs to be a bit bigger

if they're going to get to the hay.

Unless the moles will be smuggling the hay out to them, a few blades at a time.

We shall of course be keeping a close eye on developments ...

Aha! We have used our little grey cells
and made a deduction!
Elementary dear Madwoman!

We found this too.

No idea what it is.