31/12/21 Tonight is our 36th wedding anniversary, we went to an Italian Restaurant in Scarborough to celebrate.

On our way home through Country roads, we drove past an hedgehog curled up in the road.

I was nattered it would be crushed by a car, so turned around and drove back to it. We pulled up with head lights shining on it and put hazard warning lights on.

I found something to pick it up with, with a view to moving it safely into the hedgerow nearby.

I bent down to pick it up and discovered it wasn’t an hedgehog, but a wiry hairy turnip, that must have fallen off a farm truck.

I picked it up and throw it hard into the bushes. David watching still thought it was a hedgehog. ‘Presume it was dead’, he said, as I got back into the car 🥴.