Let me go!!!

Ah yes. They seem to love watering can spouts, especially for hibernating in!

This was loovely, Kasia. I enjoy the blog like a fairy tale ;-) But I omit one detail. What was that technique by which you pushed a poor garden snail out of your watering can?

Poor thing lol I hate them but I don't like to see them dying. I usually throw them over the garage roof :o) I hope he's learnt his lesson and keeps out of your way in future :o)

Hywel@You should introduce decollate snail in your garden, then :-)

Thank you Katarina, that sounds a good idea ... I don't think it would be legal though. Maybe a few will escape accidentally from somewhere one day :o)

My poor things are sentenced to death and are executed under my boot. Throwing them over the fence may face a more inhumane death by my neighbour. No empty fields on either side to seek asylum.

I know this will sound like provocation, but I have snails in my garden, do not kill them (only Noris has a snack sometimes) and still my flowers, including Hostas, are not touched, or if, then infinitesimally.
I wonder, if there isn´t something else wrong. Maybe too much rains in the islands? Different snails?

Well - I guess I am lucky to have a field at the back of the garden. Otherwise it would be difficult decision what to do with them... ;-)
Katarina - I took a bamboo stick and pushed him down into the watering can... He couldn't come through the whole in the watering can spout. Too fat? lol
As for number of snails - I don't remember them being so many when I was gardening back in Poland. But the climate is really different. Back home summers are got and dry - here the humidity is very high. I remember when I was watering plants in the offices - it was done fortnightly, and remember going to the restaurant in Bath to water a dracaena once a month.

:-) Peeeeep. This is only for you Kasia: now I understand, why French do not like British. Pssh. They are jealous of their snails....:-))

I will be a good girl now.

Ha ha....think he may have had a flying lesson once rescued if I'd found him........over to next doors garden or the fields behind us!!!!!
Either way , he'd be eating so done else's plants, as your one is now!!!!

Never say never, Paul. You can open your own private flying lesson school in the garden in future ;-)