Five and a half acres of slippery mud banks, rampant Rhodos and uncombed bracken - but it's a heaven-sent ticket to happiness in the heart of the Sussex AONB weald.
God bless you Bob Liles! He called me back just five minutes after receiving my answerphone message - and with "The Captain" (my better half) en route to Tescos having left his mobile at home, I had a whole hour to wait to deliver the good news that we were soon to be Rais' new guardians. An hour that I mostly spent skidding up and down the wooden floor in my slippers like a 6 year old going to Disney.