Tissy the mouse didn’t really understand the title for this one. She remembered hearing about these womble creatures, but they weren’t from around here, they were from a place with a big common, that was famous for playing some sort of sport. Scurrying back and forth in the undergrowth, what’s that? how strange, haven’t seen one of those before, Tissy sniffed around it, and then found an opening, she smiled as she spotted what she was looking for tucked inside. She reminded herself to make sure she put it back as found; she wouldn’t want any nasty people getting her clues.
Cache is a disgused micro - it is NOT in the dry stone wall