Apart from errant ginger biscuits, there’s not much fun to be had out of analysing questionaires.
But an extra little nugget of joy emerged today. While battling his way through one that came back from somewhere in Wales, and having to translate acres into hectares, my husband came across a little gem of loveliness.
Where the recipient had the option of putting his/her address, they had simply written, “My hedges have dormice!”
Isn’t that lovely? It makes it all worthwhile. I shall be dreaming of dormice now!