Okay unless I hear silence inside 10 mins it’s frog kebabs, grenouille au gratin, leg of frog with aioli and toad in the hole….

Sadly, the frogs have reawakened and are now singing Puccini’s “Nissan Doormat” from “Turandot”. But not very well…

It’s all gone quiet. I think the frogs are following me on Twitter.

I shall be going outside in a moment to have a stern word or two with the frogs about noise pollution and respect for neighbours…

Actually never mind frogs, I think Statler and Waldorf are out there as well… and possibly the Swedish Chef and a couple of chickens…