I was in for a shock during my regular garden inspection this morning – my precious broccoli seedlings had been ravaged!  It didn’t take long for me to deduce who was responsible for this outrage – he was still on the scene, clamped tight to the stem, munching away on the remains of the leaf.

Seeing me however, he realised his game might be up – it was time for camouflage mode. Releasing his jaws from the top of the stem, he slowly leaned back, gradually tilting out until he was at a 45 degree angle to the stem. Once there, he stopped still, making like a twig.

Unfortunately, he’d neglected to take into account the fact that this was a baby broccoli seedling he was attached to – and not a big brown tree.

The scream he made as I flicked him off our third floor balcony was pretty horrific, but given the damage he’d inflicted, it fell on deaf ears.

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