When my husband, our son, Rory, then two, and I sold our terraced house in Ealing, London, to move to Oxfordshire, we were looking forward to being surrounded by green space and wildlife.

Ten years on, our family of three has become a family of four, and Rory and his brother, Seb, now nine, are fortunate to live in a village surrounded by fields. There’s space to ride their bikes and play football, and I never cease to be charmed by hearing the sound of woodpigeons in the morning, and the sight of a kite swooping overhead.

But one of the things I didn’t factor into the equation when we moved to the countryside was the pests! Small ones, big ones, from wasps and ants, to mice and birds, we’ve had them all infiltrate our house! Never did I think I’d be spending so much time googling how to pest-proof our home.

I first noticed signs of an intruder in my son’s bedroom as I was tucking him into bed one night and heard scratching. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of his bedroom wall. Looking out of his first-floor window to see the guttering and roof above, I assumed it was birds nesting and wasn’t overly bothered.

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