Like rats deserting a sinkhole
Jun 03, 2020
2 minutes
Jason Goodwin
I KNEW it was a mistake to boast about shooting rats last year, in this column. There’s no jinx as powerful as hubris. They linger around the hen house like Templeton. They dart about the compost bins. They weave their sinister tunnels beneath the vegetable beds, so that now and again I come
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