In Nicks defence he is very entertaining.
Beef and 'stuff' from the garden.  When I say 'from the garden' I don't mean slugs worms and mud.  That leads me onto yesterday quite nicely, I am cleaning out the greenhouse. Taking out spent grow-bags.  Yesterday the 'slug from hell' was revealed.  
I cope with creepy crawlies but have an aversion to slugs.  This one was huge, not surprising given what it had been feasting on.  I picked it up to throw it out of the greenhouse and it hit one of the panes of glass by the door. I retrieved it and threw it over the neighbours hedge. 
 
 I hope that it has the slug equivalent of a huge head ache and that it decides that tonight is the night to eat one of those lovely blue pellets that are scattered around the garden with gay abandon. 
