We piled some rotten fence panels, soil and pallets up in a corner meaning to get rid of them later.

But the trip to the tip got put on hold after my wife spotted the entrance to a what looked like a creature's burrow.

It was too big to be a rat, too small to be a fox and we'd never seen hide nor hair of a rabbit.

A hedgehog emerges from a feeding station made from a plastic storage box (Image: Chris Bishop)

There was a poo clue, too - small, dark droppings around half the size of an AAA battery.

"It's a hedgehog," my wife said, after searching on her phone for what might have left them.

"We've got a hedgehog in the garden. How cool is that..?"

One of our first hedgehog captures on the trail cam (Image: Chris Bishop) Having already drawn a slew of blackbirds, robins, finches and starlings to our plot by putting out feed for them, she decided it was time for some hedgehog haute cuisine.

So she started placing bowls of mealworms near the entrance to Mrs Tiggy-Winkles' pied-à-terre.

They'd end up scattered across the path by the following morning, showing they'd attracted some attention overnight.

Two hedgehogs - perhaps a female and half-grown hoglet approach the feeding station (Image: Chris Bishop) But a squadron of starlings was also........

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