Snail hunting after rain was a real pastime around here. Flush them clean with fresh greens and away we went. They were good too.QuakerBear wrote:See I knew Mr. QB had a job, I shall get him in his dhoti right away.
But our Stalinist (no, really), loony mayor in his wisdom decided that this was, well, a bid peasant-ish. So he arranged for all the verges in the village (and quite a few outside of the boundry) to be spiked with slug / snail pellets to destroy the "nuisance" as he saw it (ie, people doing something that smacked of independence).
He is allowed to do this.
He is barking mad.