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Post by monica119 on Jun 28, 2015 11:08:40 GMT
Hiya there, posting this for the amusement factor. Not sure if it should have gone in the lost and found section.
Had a shock when earlier this year I was digging over a fairly new raised bed. Nice easy job with it being soft almost fluffy shop bought compost. Hold on, did I say fluffy? Youch! Yep, dead rat! Just as my neighbour from the plot below me was approaching to bid me good day he was pre-empted by a shriek from me. I'll leave the following conversation to your imaginations.
Next we come to the sock. My new raspberry bed dug up last Autumn to a decent depth and carefully sifted through the soil. Weeding a few weeks ago I realised there was a foreign object and with great trepidation inspected further. One soggy mucky thick smelly war torn sock. Anyone care to put forward a hypothesis on how it got there?
The last subject item is an example of how to live dangerously or play Russian roullette with a very old pheasants egg. I found what I thought was an amazingly evenly shaped stone and pocketed it. About 2 weeks later I remembered it and brought it out in my local pub to show off. It was then that it's true identity was realised. I had been carrying this around in my pocket, I dread to think what it would have been like if it had broken!
Any other odd finds out there?
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