I’ve been making myself crack up with laughter all day :o)

We have a garden problem.

MOLES!

The big lawn is #wreaked. One outta four wants to kill every single mole in existence.

He’s out voted by the other three.

Every year since we moved here in 2008, we have hosted the Annual Village Fete on the big lawn. Until the stupid happened!!!

We also used play Frisbee with the dog, badminton, cricket, croquet, tennis, dance with house guests.

Moles are blind but the HEAR the vibrations of a truly vicious badminton match with all that bad loser stamping and/or me stop/drop/rolling on the ground laughing (?)

And Cue :