On 10 May 2011 07:50:58 GMT, "CT" wrote:

Jake wrote:

Checked my compost daleks today in anticipation of emptying them over
the beds and borders. Happy that both look like I've tipped a bag of
multi-purpose into them (and the exit holes at the bottom look equally
good).

Made big mistake!

Pushed hand down into one to feel what it was like in the middle.

Picture this - jiggling hand around to get it down as far as arm will
reach. Nice warm feeling on hand. Suddenly, great pain. Yank hand out,
complete with two slow worms firmly hanging on to fingers by their
teeth or whatever they have.

I was whacking them against the side of the daleks for a while before
they let go and slithered off somewhere (OK they're lizards that don't
slither but I wasn't worrying about semantics at that point). Sheesh!
The amount of blood; the size of the wounds.

Note to self - don't try rescuing slow worms from cat in future!

Three hours and dollops of TCP later and the hand is still stinging!

I'm really really sorry about this, but that has mande me laugh like a
drain. Don't suppose there's a clip of it on Youtube, is there? )

Must admit the phrase "Captain Mannering lecture" was jokingly
directed at the Corporal. What actually escaped my lips, rather
loudly, was "Oh F!".

I usually carry an old digital camera around with me when gardening (I
like before and after shots) but yesterday it was charging though I
don't think I would have had the presence of mind to start filming - I
just wanted to sodding things to let go. Why they didn't is a mystery
as when rescuing from cat the most I might get is a split second nip.
This was the first time they hung on. The "wounds" are actually tiny
but I think they "bit deep" into loose skin on the nuckles, hence the
blood!.