It's tiring being a snail

You have to carry your house on your back all the time.

I relieved in a primary class today and was reading them some poetry.  The poems were all about 'small' creatures in the garden.  The snail poem was captured the kids attention so we spent some time slithering around the classroom like snails, trying to get a feel for what it is like to move that slowly.

Then I found this chap on my way home.  It was obviously meant to be today!