It turns out that Frank the Marmot has European relatives in the Alps.  Aunty Biscuit hasn't seen one but they are there.  We are not sure how closely related they are as the family tree was gnawed through by a beaver and is now part of its lodge.  Today we gather Aunty Biscuit has purchased a winter jacket (as you do when the weather is really hot), been up another Alp and has been accidentally hit in the face by an officer on a boat. 

As today is the last day of the holiday proper we hope she has remembered to buy us an expensive pressie each, like an Austrian crystal encrusted collar each or similar, otherwise we may have to claim the jacket as a blankie.