On Sunday as the HouseBwca and I were enjoying the cocktail hour, I thought I saw something flash across the hallway but the Bwca, looking through the bottom of a glass at the time, was inclined to think it was the shadow of a bird outside.
WRONG! Never rely on the word of a Bwca who's just tossed down a G&T.
I saw the same flash last night and then the little rodent shot out from behind the Tele and headed straight up the inside of the space heater. There's an enormous amount of space behind the bricks but I don't know how it got inside from the outside. So now there's a moral dilemma of freezing to death in winter or incinerating a furry family. Problem solved (I hope) by banging a shoe very loudly on the heater surround and sending them packing.
I've heard from Davo of Wombat's Waffles and he's hoping to get a post up in the next few days so keep checking. The caravan is working out well but internet connection is restricted to when he visits the town.