For a number of weeks now my wife and I have watched a new family of moorhens settle in around an old moat at our local Motte & Bailey. The chicks have flourished and were, on Tuesday of this week when we saw them, almost as well developed as their parents. Originally there were six chicks but only three survived. However, on wednesday, as we walked with two of our grandchildren near the moat, we were startled to see a dark shape swimming in the moat towards the moorhens nest location. At first I though it was a small otter, but when I alerted my wife to it she immediately identified it as a mink. "Whoops", I thought, "that's the end of the moorhens." However, today, we found to our great relief that all five of the moorhens were tootling about on the water. The mink was clearly on the hunt, but clearly it did not have moorhen for lunch that day. NB: It's the first time I've ever seen a wild mink in north Shropshire, or indeed anywhere else in the country.