So, it's 2am I go downstairs in my dressing gown, as I walk across the lounge a bat flies out from behind the curtains, in my attempts to get the bat out I end up with all the downstairs lights on, and windows and doors open, this is when the cat decides to come in, so next thing there's me in my dressing gown chasing the cat around the house who is chasing the bat, it was half an hour before the damn thing went out and I could shut the place up.
Next morning there's a police woman at the gate, apparently during the night the other houses down our road had their outbuildings broken into, for some reason we where left alone. :wacko: