By Ann Deary Francis, Aug 15 2018 08:33PM
Sometimes you get lucky and get a roost visit close to home where you can build up a relationship over the years.
Somewhere near Rothbury, in an old house, a very nice roost owner with an excellent sense of humour reported bats in the kitchen regularly throughout the summer. I first went out under the roost visit scheme at the end of August 2016. The roost was obvious – droppings covered the walls of a small extension, and were noticeable inside around the loft hatch.
A long dark urine stain went down one kitchen wall.
We agreed to keep an eye on the situation and try to clean out the worst of the build up of droppings over the winter.
Nearly a year went by and then last Summer the bats were back and regularly joining the family for supper, including one night sitting on the roost owner’s husband’s shoulder whilst he ate.
With some cunning wall-top yoga I managed to block up most of the holes on the inside of the dining room, including above the Aga where some very mummified bats were found.
The season came and went, with nobody being overly keen to disturb whatever mound of poo was behind the loft hatch above the kitchen.
In April this year we took the plunge, and with Graeme’s appreciated help we crawled into a space measuring at most 1.5m high by 2m wide by 4m long to see what was happening in our roost.