I hate them. The other day I had got out of my car to unlock the garage and as I was getting back in I saw the biggest, slimiest slug on my car mat. I scraped it of with the bottom of the car door, then put the mat in my washing machine. I now need a new set of car mats as it shrunk and went so limp it was good for nothing.
Just had to put on a cardigan!




. And throughout the summer one of the last jobs before bed is to get rid of the slugs in the kitchen (usually accompanied by "night love, I'm off to bed - I've put the slugs out"). 