The last few days, our garden lawn has been jumping with frogs. Eloïse and I have great fun every day now, walking around looking for them. We generally find around half a dozen, ranging from thumbnail size babies to good-sized ones that would fit in the palm of your hand.

We don’t know where they’re coming from, but there must be a water source nearby. Perhaps one of our close neighbours has a pond or perhaps they’re coming from further afield. Quite why they camp out in our grass, however, is a mystery at the moment.