I worked as a "gardener" for a church
My brief was to hack out several years of neglected growth and create a perpetual bonfire that lasted for weeks. One day, knee deep in a bush I was supposed to be tearing out, I noticed a small black plastic pot, the kind you get in garden centres. I nudged it with my foot intending to chip it out. It wasn't empty. Inside was quite literally a pint of snails. Lucky i noticed, I thought, that would have been terrible (& messsy) if I'd have give it a good kick...
Taking a step back I put my big boot stright down on another planting pot. It went crunch and squelch at the same time. I didn't dare look.

The birds were happy.
(CADmonkey rollllllllled another one, just like the other one, Mon 26 Dec 2011, 10:02, Reply)