George the mouse in a log pile house .

the daily life of a Grandfather from south Yorkshire who becomes friends with the wild mice that live in his garden .

The mouse village has grown since 2018 and there has been lots of new mice and fun photo shoots.

you are sure to come across other mouse villages that have been inspired by my own ideas or styles but we are the first others follow where we lead .

once upon a time.

In an everyday English garden Mr Tographer had just mown the lawn and was sitting down on the patio, having a cool drink and

taking photos of the birds on the bird tables.

Suddenly, movement in the fresh cut grass caught his eye! Mr Tographer picked up his camera and looked down to see what it was.

Zooming in on the grass up popped a very tiny mouse standing up proud and looking over towards the funny human with the big lens.

“Hello,” said the mouse to Mr Tographer, “My Name is George.”

From that very moment Mr Tographer knew the little mouse was not your normal, everyday mouse .

The very next day Mr Tographer got out his tools

and set about building the little mouse a home. Built from logs and twigs all covered with moss, and even making the little mouse his very own front door from an old coconut shell.

Our little mouse wasted no time in looking round his new home and came out the front door to thank Mr Tographer for all his hard work.

The following days and nights the mouse and Mr Tographer got to know each other a little better, often just looking at each other and sometimes sharing a snack.

Then one day, as Mr Tographer came out to give little mouse his food, he noticed movement behind George and much to his delight out

came the little mouse's wife . George said, “Hi Mr Tographer, I would like you to meet Mildred my wife!

She loves the house you built and has come to stay.”

Mr Tographer knew that the one small room log pile house would need to be bigger now that there were two mice, so again he got out his tools and set about adding more rooms for the little mice.

First, he set about making the log pile larger, wider, and taller, adding 4 more new rooms and even upper floors for the little mice to call home.

Again, days and nights passed and Mr Tographer and the two mice became

great friends, sitting out for hours and enjoying each other’s company on long spring nights .

Each day Mr Tographer would come out to be greeted by the mice sitting at the door waiting for a breakfast nut or two.

It was not long and Mr Tographer knew this day would come and much to his delight a very tiny mouse came walking out.

With the proud parents George and Mildred watching from the door, Mr Tographer was finally able to meet Minnie Mouse for the very first time. .

Now the log pile house really was a home fitting for a mouse family .

As time has passed Mr Tographer and the mice have shared many adventures and the log pile has grown with many more rooms and homes that new mice will soon move into.

The log pile soon became a tiny mouse village with everything a mouse could ever need or want, made safe and protected from the cats and taken care of daily by Mr Tographer .