Number 39 {found in a hurry under a log at the side of the cricket pitch}, a rather fine brown lipped snail, not as big as his rivals but just as speedy and came a respectable 3rd in his heat. Rain stopped play for us as we got back into Prudence and onto the North Norfolk coast!
I love "englishness" and the customs, traditions and peculiarities of our island, typified by snail racing, cheese rolling and well dressing, find out about more events on the excellent Common Ground website.
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