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QuakerBear wrote:See I knew Mr. QB had a job, I shall get him in his dhoti right away.

Snail hunting after rain was a real pastime around here. Flush them clean with fresh greens and away we went. They were good too.

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.

It's tales like this which reassure me. It's not just Britain where the lunatics have taken over the asylum, then.

The French discovered/invented slug pellets, so one perhaps shouldn't be too surprised that some French people exhibit an unnaturally strong urge to use them.

I'm always delighted to see my neighbours doing peasant-like activities, and I try as far as possible to overcome my revulsion for cigarette smoke and join in. We don't seem to have many snails around here, but we have a superabundance of slugs.

the smell of snails cooking just reminds me of my grandad's snail bucket when I was a child. he'd go out late in the evening with a hose and a torch, wet the garden and pick up whatever slithered out and shove it in a bucket of salted water. he'd then forget about the snail bucket for days on end by which time the stench would have got as far as the kicthen

I've tried them, they're not for me.