Woodrow came home from school and handed a letter to his mum, it was from Mr. Slater his teacher. The letter was about a school trip with an overnight stay in Gribble Woods. As Winnie Woody’s mum reads the letter Woody could not contain his excitement and cries out “Can I go mum, please, the place is whispery with good ghosts’ mum, and Mr. Slater is a wonderful storyteller.” Winnie asks about his teacher, “Is he married Woody, what does he look like?”

Woody the woodlouse makes his way home from school one day; He couldn’t wait to tell his mum what Mr. Slater his teacher what he had taught him in the classroom. .

Beneath the flailed clippings of a hawthorn hedge is the home of Fidget and her little friend Piccolo. This is the place where Bob and his trusty spaniel Blue would frequent every morning, a little lane which winds like loose string baffling your sense of direction.

All the other birds were so busy that they didn’t notice Dougie all alone, he had no-one. He would regularly visit the Cuddlewick’s garden, and whilst Gracie and her pappy were digging in the vegetable patch Dougie would often settle on the spade.

Nature is a majestic artwork that is constantly changing and surprising us. There is always something new to see and appreciate in nature.  I believe we can all get carried away with modern technology that we can all too easily forget the beauty and the wonders to be found around us in ordinary situations. 

Spike came under my watchful eye on the 20th November, 2016. This gave me a further opportunity to expand my observations and knowledge on his mode of life. Spike was not the first hedgehog I had reared over the years.