It's a rotten time for squirrels, birds etc., around now, and while we aren't over-run with the little grey varmints, the resident squirrel was desperately searching for some of the (allegedly) 30,000 nuts he/she has secreted around the place. He leaps from tree to tree behind us, then starts to scavenge everywhere, often taking some of the peanuts we put out for the birds!
So Mrs Growster decided that he should have the last of the Yuletide nuts, which are getting pretty dry anyway, and a benevolent Growster decided to stand on the bench and chuck them over the wall!
Creeeeeeak, bump...:0(