Pfft! That squirrel has no chance, it's a grey, an import, vermin... and his great-grand-daddy once set up home in my loft which is not.a.good.idea. The birds can have what's left over in the hanging baskets, which isn't much.
Anyway, I like green tomato chutney and I have the cooking apples all ready to go. The fate of those tomatoes lies between me, a chopping board, and some jam jars.
The Hubble Telescope has just picked up a sound from a fraction of a second before the Big Bang. The sound was "Uh oh".