Thursday, May 26, 2011


After a quiet afternoon sheltering from the hail and nursing a hole between my surviving molars large enough to garage my spare car in (I haven't got one), I went out for a stroll around the grounds.
A massive orange slug, juicy, fat, ridged and with a decorative green and white medallion was gorging itself on a snail that I had accidentally trodden on the day before.
'Mmmm', it slurped at its greedy feast.
Bin day tomorrow: flipped it into the bin bag with he empty bottles and dust from the Dyson.
It will have a whole rubbish tip to eat tomorrow.



1 comment:

Wilky of St Albans said...

have you ever noticed how rinsing your mouth out with warm salty water is not unpleasant, and becomes addictive?

I might just go and treat myself to some....

Hope it heals soon