It was a dark and quiet night, calm after the day's torrential rain with just a slight breeze disturbing the onion fronds and the feathery tops of carrots. As the church clock struck midnight a shadowy figure emerged from the gloom of a nearby building, a torch in one hand and a weapon in the other.
The style of the weapon was difficult to determine as the torch light pooled over a clump of lettuce, no sound invaded this eerie scene until - "Gotcha!" the figure lunged, sliced a mollusc in two and triumphantly continued along the line. "This is my salad!" could be dimly heard through the darkness.................
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it." Sir Terry Pratchett
You are missing an opportunity phildig, my nightime excursions are almost as good as making bread for getting rid of the day's aggravations! Wonderful anger management therapy
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it." Sir Terry Pratchett
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The style of the weapon was difficult to determine as the torch light pooled over a clump of lettuce, no sound invaded this eerie scene until - "Gotcha!" the figure lunged, sliced a mollusc in two and triumphantly continued along the line. "This is my salad!" could be dimly heard through the darkness.................
Alas, I won't be staying up to catch them. Slug and snail pellets are on delivery!