Whilst at a house party in May time this year, I rambled about snail a day to a few drunken people around the bonfire.
John Postons, one of the party guests contacted me a few days later with an idea for a snail, then a few days after that I met him in queen square and allowed him to pie me in the face, to make things fair he allowed me to pie him back.
Here is the story board – Why Mollusc you do that to me?
