The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
First there is a mountain then there is no mountain, then there is
Donovan
Hunh??
Anyway, there have been a lot of snails about lately. Glistening snail trails through the garden every morning. Sadly they have polished off 6 out of 8 'Hugh's Huge' peas. They had to tiptoe through a crushed eggshell barrier to do it too. But I have a new weapon in the arsenal for naughty molluscs. Three actually. The hens. They don't suffer long.
Illustration from Agence Eureka
Psst.. 'E-lect-tric-al Ba-na-na is going to be the very next craze'
2 comments:
Are you, perchance, a child of the 60s?
Now 'mad about saffron' will percolate all day.
Well I was a child in the 60's. Just a wanna-be hippie.
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