This is horrifying. I also lived somewhere where they came in under the door at night, but I only ever saw the trails, not the slugs themselves, so I solved the problem by the age-old fashion of ignoring it.
Kill them all on Valentines Day — I employ a deep mid-western drawl for the occasion — it’s their breeding season. If you can recruit your neighbours the effects are impressive. Original advice came from Gardeners Question Time a year or so ago.
I have wasted my life staying home on Valentine's Day hating love, when all this time I could have been out committing gastropod bioterrorism with my local community. Thank you Zoe.
This is horrifying. I also lived somewhere where they came in under the door at night, but I only ever saw the trails, not the slugs themselves, so I solved the problem by the age-old fashion of ignoring it.
Kill them all on Valentines Day — I employ a deep mid-western drawl for the occasion — it’s their breeding season. If you can recruit your neighbours the effects are impressive. Original advice came from Gardeners Question Time a year or so ago.
I have wasted my life staying home on Valentine's Day hating love, when all this time I could have been out committing gastropod bioterrorism with my local community. Thank you Zoe.
I cheer every toad and slow worm in my garden. I found a nest of slow worms under a slab last week. I whispered to them and cheered them on.
The only way we're getting toads in Stoke Newington is if it rains them.