As I arrived outside the pharmacy in Hampstead to pick up Ms H's medicines I noticed an abandoned hedgehog (of the genus "soft toy"), sitting somewhat forlornly on top of a newspaper rack. Rather like abandoned single trainers or trousers spotted on road sides, I couldn't help but wonder why...it was these thoughts that kept me entertained as I waited for the prescription to be dispensed by the very efficient pharmacist.

It was then a quick peddle in the drizzle down to a very grateful Ms H and the happy end to this particular mission...as to the fate of the hedgehog...well I guess that will only be discovered in a future episode.