Out, out, damn slug!

After a tiring day in the garden yesterday, I went upstairs to prepare for bed. I pulled my (pretty pink 'Victorian') nightdress from under my pillow and was about to put it on ...

Eeek! Yuk! There was a slug slowly dehydrating within the folds of aforementioned nightie :~((! Deeply disgusting .. shudder. I had no idea that being a gardener would be so traumatic.

from high ground in SE London
gardening on clay