A Sluggish Start to the day...

Two slimy slugs slither across a chimney pot planter. I dislike slugs or snails so much. Yuk, awful looking things.

Just after midnight the patio was crawling with them, fat, wet, ugly blobs of wobbliness with their caravans on their backs going nowhere in particular. Except those destined for the Hosta Holiday Camp where, after dodging the blue slug killer pellets they gorge themselves on the greenery.

I was going to put some Port Appin little people in the picture but that would have meant getting close to one of my nightmares and as everyone knows, if they touch your skin you're dead!