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.
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have you ever noticed how rinsing your mouth out with warm salty water is not unpleasant, and becomes addictive?
ReplyDeleteI might just go and treat myself to some....
Hope it heals soon