Sometimes I get the impression that people think I am quite the nerd and that the lovely Sharon is the suffering wife.  Not so.  As an example, for weeks now she has been muttering under her breath something about worms.  Apparently she was intent on obtaining some worms but kept forgetting to actulally get them .  Then, only a while ago, a little parcel arrived containing several million parasitic worm eggs.  These are not a strange delicacy but are actually a treatment for the garden.  The eggs hatch and the cute little nematode worms that are born have been infected with the biological weapon that is a bacteria; a specific bacteria that is deadly to slugs.  And so, I found myself with worms… and a watering can as a foot-soldier in the lovely Sharon’s personal war on slugs.