Brian.

I didn't have time for a blip yesterday, or rather, by the time I thought about it the time was after midnight. Today was busy too, I arrived home from a meeting at dusk to find that the evening's rain had brought out a plague of Brians (all snails are call Brian after the character in "The Magic Roundabout"). We've had many such plagues this year and so many Brians have been accidentally crushed underfoot that it's difficult to understand how there are so many still around.

It was a case of quickly grabbing a camera and flash gun and grovelling about on the ground and trying not to squash too many of the blighters while selecting a suitable individual candidate.