Peter Rhodes on chain gangs, a woolly hedgehog and a sea urchin in deepest Oxfordshire
My eye was caught by the tale of the woman in Cheshire who rescued what she though was a baby hedgehog. She cared for it overnight and the next day took it to a wildlife hospital where staff correctly identified it as a fluffy bobble off a woolly hat. The nation titters because, honestly, how could anyone mistake a bobble for a hedgehog?