I've just been running round the garden screaming at the top of my voice...........
Imagine a lovely summer evening. I think to myself get yourself a glass of wine Cazi & sit on the bench with the dog & enjoy, . Now apart from the kids over the back bouncing on their trampoline all is peaceful & quiet............ but then wait, what do I see out of the corner of my eye. A B52 bomber heading my way

, it hovers for a while but by this time I have jumped up, oh it's ok it's leaving my garden, err no the B52 bomber is heading right for my face. I jump up again but it follwos me & I start screaming & run in doors. I call out to hubby HELP. He comes out & says it's only a stag beetle, only it's huge. It then starts to come at the door (which is closed but then I remember the window is open so close that as soon as I can get to it.
I know they are "beautiful" creatures but it's the hovering & dive bombing I don't like.
I shall now venture outside & rescue my glass of wine but maybe drink it inside.
Love Cazi.
xx