I'm putting off the evil hour when I need to shove liver and bacon casserole into the oven for Himself's supper...about once a month is plenty often enough for me to be shaking copious amounts of flour everywhere to mop up the blood...
He'll have to have something he likes though 'cos he's reluctantly dragged the bath out of the barn...with some muttering and cursing mind you...didn't do it quietly.
I had a look on the internet about using bathtubs as planters and goodness me there are some lovely ideas...and people have painted them in vivid colours or left them plain...used them for growing veggies or stuffed them with flowers. All you really need to do is to prop the end opposite the plug hole up a little bit for the water to drain out easily...I'm going to fill it with bought compost and bugger the expense.
Himself has put it so it's more or less directly in line with Reuben and Teresa's shed door...it'll irritate Reuben to bits 'cos he'll think it daft altogether...he took my bamboo wind chimes down when they were last here 'cos he said the feckin things kept him awake all night...
And another idea is to use an old bathtub as a pond...not sunk into the soil but as it is...so long as it was heavily planted the water ought to stay clear enough...might ask Kevin to bring me a tub the next time he does someone's bathroom for them...I'd like a couple of goldfish actually...the really bright orange sort...not the ones with googly eyes...can't be doing with them.
We've resorted to poison for the mouses I'm afraid...goes totally against our principles but the population is expanding faster than the traps can catch them...I have a feeling they probably go into their holes and houses to expire...just hope they don't smell when dead...there were all manner of dire warnings on the packet of poison, then right at the very end in small print, was the warning that some populations of mice are totally resistant to poison and you have to get the rodent people in with their super class stuff...I'd rather not have a van parked outside with Rodent Control written on it in foot high lettering actually...though I bet there isn't a house in the street that doesn't have the same problem...
Better go and fry some onions then...