Monday, 1 October 2018

For Some Reason,

the rest of the world views the UK,

as the place for wacky sports, but why? I mean it is so natural to race snails, but apparently it is us Brits who take it so seriously, 

in Congham, Norfolk, England, the race starter stood up and shouted: “Ready, steady, slow!” The crowd cheered, but the competitors remained stuck at the start line, the race was on, a silver tankard stuffed with lettuce was the prize at Norfolk's snail racing championship, with more than 150 gastropods in competition, the snails are placed on a special damp cloth marked with three concentric circles and the creatures race 13 inches (33 cm) to the outer ring, and her are he results from this years race, this year's winner is a snail called Hosta (after the green plant) owned by Jo Waterfield from Grimston near King's Lynn, Hosta covered the 13 inch course in 3 mins 10 secs. Jo said "He spent all summer eating my hostas. I told him that if he didn't win I'd squash him!" One hundred and ninety snails battled it out this year and there were 11 snails in the final, what a fun great day out for the family, and I am betting the practise of drugging the competitors will never raise its ugly head!

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