the cull 12 May 2008
I have chopped the meadow down but it was a slightly icky experience as all I heard and felt was the crunch of snails underfoot throughout the garden. I may hate slugs (and vine weevils, for the record – oh and fleas too: they always eat me not the cat, though it’s many years since we’ve had ‘em, either me or the cat) but I think snails are cute. When they peep out of their shells and move about with their little horns out waving around they look SO, well, cute. And boy can they move when they want to. Ever watched one motor across a wet deck? Poetry in motion and speedy with it. Anyhow, there are less of them ‘out there’ now…I’m a murderer* (and, weirdly, I don’t like it – scratch that idea of writing a bloodthirsty warped murder/thriller**)
- I’ve never had a problem squashing/killing/eradicating fleas, however so **perhaps murder/thriller still on?
