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Friday night was a no sleep night because I heard rustling in all the crap I had in the van.. boxes and boxes of stuff I was sorting through. I eventually caught a glimpse of it with my torch after what felt like hours and hours of torch tag.

*rustle rustle*
*click*
Damnit
*click*
*rustle rustle*
Damnit.

It was just enough to think it was either Bob's big brother Frank out for vengeance. Or a small mouse...
So Saturday was sort all that shit.
Saturday night, sure enough..
Steve the cheeky mouse came back. I threw my torch at him. I missed.. he flipped me off and continued being a pain. So mouse traps it is then.