From Neil Holmes
One day last month, around midday, a fox ambled across our garden, scratched
itself, then rolled languidly on the grass for some minutes. Then it slowly
stood up and meandered off.
The explanation for this most unfoxy behaviour became apparent when we
inspected our plastic slug traps, baited with home-brew. These are most
effective, collecting up to 30 slugs a night. This time several of them were
completely empty.
Bromsgrove, Worcestershire
