way to go

There's no way of telling whether or not the crab we saw on the beach on the way out was the same one as the one sitting on top of the utility control cupboard thing on the road above the beach on the way back. Upon seeing the initial/original dead crab and demonstrating it to the backpacked Edgar I'd vaguely wondered what might be achieved with it by way of decoration (perhaps collecting a few similar things and making them into a mobile), but eventually returned it to the sand. Smell would be a problem with any salvaged crustacean; burying it in the garden to have it biologically cleaned would probably just result in it being stolen by one of the irritating local cats.