Around 4am I decided to get myself a glass of water my usual routine since becoming pregnant.
As I switched on the light in the kitchen whilst grabbing a glass and heading over to the fridge from the corner of my eye shot a small brown furry mouse literally bounding across my cooker so fast I didn’t even have a moment to attempt to capture it.
I tried to remain calm and rational. But If I’m honest I don’t know who was more terrified. The mouse that was scampering away or the woman that was literally legging it bump and all screaming and hyperventilating until she had reached the safety of her bedroom.
Now just remains the simple fact that one of us has definitely got to go and as I have been told that if you see one mouse, there are likely to be more. It will most likely have to be… Erm… ME!