As she travelled through deepest Pembrokeshire, Flo the mouse was hungry, thirsty and very bored.    Suddenly she caught a marvellous whiff... Limping on listlessly, she spied a sign for Ivy Tower Farm....    How strange, people were gathering to watch a human do incredible things! he seemed to be taking the place of the Great Cheese Spirit who, as every mouse knows, takes milk and turns it into every mouse's fantasy! Flo was facinated but even more hungry. Her nose led her to the tea rooms. She'd seen how the cheese was made, and even tasted some too, but this was something else! Piled high inside were all her favourite cheeses and there was coffee, delicious homemade cakes, ice creams, fresh bread and fine wines. Flow ate and drank and drank and ate, until she could eat and drink no more. Looking more like a football with a tail than a mouse, she wheeled and wobbled her way outside, feeling ever so slightly tipsy and with an overwhelming need for forty winks.    Not too far off she spied a tower behind a wide hedge. Wobbly - looking humans were heading towards it through a narrow gap. "Perhaps they're off for a nap, too" she thought and rolled in after them. But this was no ordinary hedge, it was a maze that went round and round and round and round... Despite being hopelessly lost Flo was enjoying herself, as were the humans - even though it seemed like some of them had been in there for days! Eventually, Flo found her way out and strolled through a sweet smelling meadow where more humans were happily picnicking.    Giving Ivy Tower Farm one last, fond sniff, Flo made her way home dodging the humans as they pulled out of the car park, laden with all the local delicacies from the dairy shop. "I'll be back" she vowed, " to sample the smoked cheeses.... and the ones with herby bits... and the goat's milk cheese... and the..."