[Sir Trev]

Had to smile today, after I calmed down a bit.

Have been cleaning out the pond and as I delved down to pick out the bricks the waterlily basket rests on something shot out of the water and for a moment my imagination thought it was a piranha out for my jugular. I will admit to exclaiming a few profanities as I fell backwards in my haste to retreat. The frog just sat on the edge boards looking very unimpressed at being disturbed before jumping back in.

Took me ages to catch the little so-and-so to prevent a repeat occurrence. All done now and as I sat back on the patio with a cuppa there was a distinct "plop" as residence was resumed. Oddly, as I was about to put the decanted water back in, I realised there was a second frog in there, hiding in a fold of the flexible liner, but that one was obviously a bit more laid back at my antics.