6:30am. Freezing. Big black cat lands on the roof of the shed without any warning and frightens the pants off a sparrow. Now, you might think that no self-respecting sparrow would be wearing pants, and particularly not in that shade of mauve at this time of year but there you go. Big Black cat didn't stick around long, though, - always wondered where the expression 'stick around' comes from as it doesn't bear terribly close examination - as the roof of this particular shed appeared to be rather on the chilly side.
6:31am. Pinckard emerges from shed clutching an electric drill. Apart from wondering why on earth he's in there at that time of the morning, I'm intrigued as to the use to which he's been putting his high speed bit.
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