Despite the lack of fruit or mint, I felt a summer Pimm’s was in order. After all we had already passed a boat called Five O’Clock Somewhere and it was about 5 o’clock. Much as I enjoy summer wildlife, I was less keen when a wasp kept coming in. I washed the Pimm’s glasses but it still kept reappearing. Shane remembered we had a wasp trap, but where might we have kept it. After a short hunt, I found it under the sink and baited it with a sugar solution. Shane managed to usher it in off a plate and it stayed in there for several hours. It did get out eventually but was rather sticky and not flying so it hasn’t bothered us again. I did have another flying visitor just as I sat down to start blogging. A small brown bird (either a sparrow or young robin is my guess) flew in the hatch beside me from the hedge, flew into the window opposite then whooshed along through the saloon, bathroom and bedroom, safely out the open bow doors. We have shut up all the entrances and exits now!