Whence? Why?

Quickly out in front garden last night and then let Self in through catflap in kitchen door. (Still a slight struggle.) No sign of any Freds or Fredlets - Wonder where they go at night?

Yesterday was rather boring but warm as stayed in conservatory and slept on ironed clothes. Garden awash with F's and F'lets so had no desire to run the gauntlet and patrol my patch. There are too many and they are too fluttery and cluttery. Is most disturbing though - Where have they all come from? And why?

Beagle next door refuses to acknowledge their presence. Wonder if it is stupid or merely has bad vision and hearing.