Sick of slugs? Then I’m sorry, but you’ve come to the wrong place. Sun Dried Sparrows is full of 'em. Here are some more.
I got this great little paperback when I was in my twenties, on a trip to London, from one of those bookshops where nothing seemed to be in any order, just jumbled up for you to rummage through, piled up on tables and underneath them too so you had to get on your hands and knees and have a good old grope around. So there I was on all fours when, quite fittingly perhaps, I found this. It's one of the few books I've kept for all that time.
I’ve gathered it’s a bit of a classic - although out of print now, I think.
Those who know me will know that I can get a little tired of doing ‘cute’. It helps to pay the bills but my darker inner self longs to fill pages with the weird, the wild and the ugly: bats, rats, mammoths, boars and manatees, perhaps. I can't find anyone who'll take that risk with me...
Slugs would be just fine, wouldn't they?
Slugs would be just fine, wouldn't they?
But I couldn’t compete with these.
And just so you know…
If you do treat your slugs badly,
- like this, perhaps...
- like this, perhaps...
Think on.
('Slugs' was written by David Greenberg and illustrated by Victoria Chessman. Published by Pepper Press, 1983)













