Just stones. Everywhere bloody stones. We've got beach stones, playground stones, random stones, painted stones, carved stones, stones shaped like food, heart stones, and stones that are actually bits of grit, brick, pottery or god knows what. They're in the washing machine, on the floor, in every pocket of every garment worn by the dc. Occasionally they have company in the form of sticks, plastic, random metal shapes, and bloody Tesco tokens. Why are children such Magpies?