Imagine my surprise as I looked down whilst unpacking the organic vegetables and some of them were looking back up at me!
Well ok not the vegetables themselves but a little celery hitch-hiker.
The Frog and the Celery.
After an initial state of shock I managed to compose to myself and look more closely. Was it dead? Probably. Surely? I wasn’t optimistic. But then…
Wriggle, wriggle. OK one very alive frog wrapped in cling film. I hopped into action.
I carefully removed its see-through jailer and wandered outside. After some coaxing Froggy emerged. I thought for a minute what a maelstrom of change this little guy must have been through in recent days.
After a few moments, and in a very unsurprisingly cautious manner, the little critter emerged from its leafy bed.
I stood guard for a few minutes as the tiny creature relearned how to hop. I guess being wrapped up in cling film for a few days would be akin to being 7 foot tall and travelling economy class on a 24 hour flight from Australia to Europe. The limbs would need some re-engagement.
I also made sure that my little buddy didn’t hop road-wards and attempt to replicate that most famous of Eighties arcade games – Frogger. No that wouldn’t end well right now. Nimble isn’t a word I would use to describe the current condition. I nudged him into more friendly and leafy territory.
And then I left him/ or her. It’s over to them now. I’ve done my part. I am quite optimistic however. Seems to be a survivor.
Bon Chance my friend!