I think I may have finally got the better of the mice in the kitchen. I might have trapped the last one today. Interestingly enough, even though this happened only a few hours ago, the smell of mice is much less noticeable already. It must have been a very pungent mouse. 'Catering strength' perhaps. The cats have been pretty useless. They catch mice, and then play with them, during which the mouse scuttles off under the furniture and lives to squeak another day. In the past, I've found that once a mouse has been chewed by a cat it tends to expire, but not so these. Either we've got very gentle cats or very tough mice. I've left a trap behind the fridge which seems to be one of their favourite places, just in case any more show up.
