Quite a trail
... for an everyday snail: meeting little Miss B halfway across the lawn. After it had been looked at closely, and had its shell stroked, Mrs B advised LMB that the snail wouldn't enjoy a slide. Mrs B put it safely here, where I photographed it. Five minutes later, it was being carried around gently, but was soon returned to safety.
I'm surprised LMB didn't invite it to leave snail trails on the wooden railway (see Extra) - a hand-me-down toy from her mum's childhood in the 1980s.