Slug

I awoke to the sad news that Tony Benn had died.

Then it was another day with such a high volume of reactive email writing and phone calling that I didn't get around to doing any of the tasks I had on my list. I went out briefly for an appointment with an earnest young chap in the bank who I hope finally got the message that I don't need a financial review and neither do I want any more phone calls inviting me to one.

On my way back from the bus stop I found this small slug who seemed to be trying to write something with its slime trail. Must have been dropped on the pavement by a bird, I guess.