Oooh didims!

Waiting at a countryside T-junction the other day, my eye was drawn to three young men seemingly loitering across the road. They were dressed in t-shirts and shorts, with plenty tattoos showing, one with peroxide spiky hair and another with a couple of nose rings to match his earrings. But I wasn’t judging. Who knows what fashion sense will befall our two boys as they navigate adolescence? The object of the young men’s interest was in fact a baby hedgehog snoozing on the road. Clearly there was a discussion about the best course of action and finally a consensus was reached. Mr Peroxide held their bikes while Mr Nose Ring and Mr Tattoo found a couple of pieces of wood and between them, they carefully lifted the lucky hedgehog and placed him tenderly in the hedgerow. Job done, they all glanced over at the gawping mother of two and her boys, and treated us to ear-to-ear grins, which we returned. D said, ‘They are kind people!’