Fruity ex­ploits of un­wanted guests

Buckinghamshire Advertiser - - OPINION -

I LIKED your story about glis glis (‘Is there a glis glis in your at­tic?’ Thurs­day, Septem­ber 11).

As a teenager in the late 1940s I was still liv­ing at home with my par­ents in Che­sham Bois, to where the glis glis had spread from Tring but were still so elu­sive that even the lo­cal pest con­troller rarely saw any.

One of my chores at this time of year was to pick the ap­ples in our gar­den.

Th­ese would be care­fully stored in the at­tic but all too of­ten we would wake up in the night to what sounded like a foot­ball match over­head as the glis glis rolled the ap­ples to one end of the roof space, stopped for a sin­gle bite out of each at half time, and then rolled them back to the other end!

DON­ALD STAN­LEY

Bea­cons­field

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