Rat in the kitchen

No this isn't the start of me singing lines from 1980s hit tunes. Any body who remembers this one from the 1980 foot stomping outfit UB40 are clearly as middle age as me and Miss Jones.

I was awoken the other day with a text message from one of my tenants informing me that the suspected mouse had grown/evolved into a Rat. Nice I thought. Apparently, the little bugger had managed to excavate a little entrance through the brick work under the kitchen floor and has been busily noring through varies electrical wires for amusement.

I've christened him Gordon and yesterday I spent a good 20 minutes blockading him out from his little den. Get back to 10 Ten Downing Street I thought. It's no good trying to hide from all the flack. You spent 10 years telling us how good we were having it. How prudent you were, how you had ended boom and bust.

If you really are prudent, I'm George Clooney. Readers can look at the photo and make their own decision.