[Agatha points to her tubs of plants in the garden. One of tubs has wet stains down the side and on the ground]
Agatha Raisin : Roy, have you been urinating on my thing-me-bobbies again?
Roy Silver : Did you not hear the joyriders? It was like Silverstone out there. I was up half the night - got caught short, didn't I?
Agatha Raisin : Well could you *not*, please.
Roy Silver : Keeps the foxes away.
Agatha Raisin : Roy, it's two days away from my first Open Garden competition, and I'm not going in for Best Urinal.