For the past few days, whenever I have wandered in to the store room, it hasn't smelt quite right. I couldn't identify the smell, but it really wasn't very pleasant.
It was still there this morning, when I wandered in to get a bucket of honey and some clean jars. It is starting to smell like something has died in there!
I spent most of the morning bottling honey, and I had picked the perfect day. The morning was showery, and there was no way I could have attended to any of the outside projects that need my attention.
After clearing up the honey bottling paraphernalia, I returned the bucket of honey to the store room and decided to investigate. I grabbed a torch and started to peer under the shelving racks. There were plenty of items of crud, as one might expect in an outside store room, but nothing that would create a nasty sniff, and then my eyes fell upon the culprit.
At this point I should explain that I am normally very good at checking the mouse traps in the store room, but had neglected this task for the past few days. In that time I had managed to trap a young rat, and decay had set in. Needless to say, I got rid of the damned thing and ensured that all of the other traps were still set.
That was pretty much it for Monday. I did swap the saddle on the BMW to see how it affected comfort and riding position. We also nipped down the road to a local trading estate to collect half a dozen wooden pallets ... We definitely have enough to start stacking the ash in the carport now.
I also left the store room door open, to let it air for a while.
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