Marg Greenwood
Just before Christmas I had something wrong with my car. I took it to the garage and got a phone call to say pick it up at 4 o’clock. And when I turned up he said I found something in your engine underneath the motor of the windscreen wipers.
I live in a house where there is a quince hedge so I recognised the fruit that was there. They are like an orange. He called it a squirrel hoard.
However, other people when I’ve told them the story, they think its a rat. Or rats!
I share my hedge with a next door neighbour and sent him a picture via whats’app to show him. He got back to me to say not only had they got a store in their car, but their son who had come up from London for five days only, had a acquired a store of quinces as well!