The mornings of late have been fairly crispy and a clear sky is always a sign of frost, as you know. The other morning there was a crescent moon on its back (which is supposed to mean no rain, but clearly it got its messages crossed as yesterday was wet, with 16 mm falling). And Venus looking particularly fine.

At the bank this morning I found large dark footprints on the carpet, which did not respond to the vacuum cleaner at all well. This is them after I vacced:

I puzzled over what to do with them, then decided to try running the wet mop over them. A book I read recently has a policeman whose mother is a professional cleaner and he mentioned, when examining a crime scene that she wet mops carpet before vacuuming, so I thought it was worth a try. No idea if it has worked - will find out on Friday when I go back and the carpet is a bit drier.

 

 It was another one of those in and out days today as I had just got home and popped on a load of washing when the phone rang and it turned out to be someone reminding me I was supposed to be somewhere else. So once that was attended to I got home once more and took the dogs for a walk (their third for the day). The hedgerow is looking particularly lovely this year, with some really vivid colours in the leaves as they turn.

Then I checked the letter box and discovered I had my new neighbours' mail, so I dropped it over to them. They showed me the work they are doing and what they plan to do in the future, and then showed me some bones they had found which they thought might be human (apparently there is a ghost of a child in the house, and they were worried this might be part of her. Most are animal bones, for certain, but three of them have me mildly concerned. One is the inner part of a pelvis and seems too big for a sheep and too small for a cow, there is a rib (but I think human ribs are flatter in profile) and possibly a radius (or is it ulnar) from a fore-arm. I have sent the images to a friend who is an archaeologist, but he knows even less about bones than me (I at least studied animal physiology at Ag College all those years ago), so I am at a loss as to what to do with them. They are presently on the kitchen table as not even Seb is interested in chewing them (or perhaps he has not found them yet).