As Helen has decided to plant a mole or two amongst us... I just had a little nosie around and found the following..... xoxox
In the mole kingdom, the males are called boars and the females are called sows. Both genders are solitary outside of the mating season.
Consequently, it's only in quizzes that you ever see the collective noun, a 'labour of moles', or a 'company of moles'.
However, you may see a citadel of mole burrows. Citadel is such a splendid name for a collection of mole hillocks and tunnels. What is happening is that each tunnel is owned by a different mole who marks their territory with scent.
We can guess from their unusual anatomy, (their collar bone is connected directly to the arm bone) that they are doing the equivalent of the breast stroke as they clear away soil to make their tunnels.
Moles are insectivores, relatives of the shrew. Since they expend so much energy burrowing, moles need to eat vast quantities of worms, insect larvae and slugs.
Because there are over 40 different species of moles, thus it's difficult to generalise on the precise diet of the moles in your neighbourhood.
Moleskin has a wonderful velvety texture, I remember my uncle having a marvellous moleskin waistcoat, and wondering how many moles it took to make the garment.
Going back much further in history to 1702, moles were responsible for the death of King William III (William of Orange). What happened was the king was out riding, and his horse stumbled over a molehill. Three weeks later the king was dead as a result of injuries sustained during his fall.
A fanciful story? Maybe; but how do you explain William of Orange's enemies, the Jacobites raising their glasses and toasting, 'The little gentleman in a black velvet suit'.
One of the funniest made-up names that I have heard was Dame Celia Molestrangler, played by Betty Marsden in the 1960s radio programme 'Round the Horne'.
Famous MoleThe Wind in the Willows written by Kenneth Grahame, features the animal characters: 'Toad of Toad hall', Ratty and my favourite, Mole.
Here is an extract from the book which sets the scene: 'Hang spring-cleaning!' said Mole and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel into the sunlight.
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