The tale of the lug worm
Doctor Arenicola Marina (his scientific name of course) prefers the quite life down in the burrow beneath the sand, not far from the home for waifs and strays. For entertainment he listens to the goings on above ground. This seems to be far louder during the summer months and can get a wee bit annoying.
Being a lugworm can be lonely at times and very occasionally, he will risk his life and peep up through the sand to check what’s going on. Despite being an old man at almost six years, he still likes to slide up the head shaft to where he can enter the small saucer-shaped depression, which is a simple design made when Doctor Arenicola Marina eats the sand then uses the basin as a toilet. However, he does risks having his bottom pecked off by bottom eating birds that watch his every move. But Doctor Arenicola Marina is very clever and has only lost is bottom once. He has since, grown another bottom which he carefully guards when needs are a must. Now opposite the tail shaft you will notice a curly sand cast made by the doctor himself. You can see why I call him Doctor Arenicola Marina, as he is like my kind and unassuming husband, very clever! At this point, I must tell you that my kind and unassuming husband has never had his bottom pecked off by any bird, he is much too smart to let happen.
Doctor Arenicola Marina sighs to himself as he watches for birds out to get him, but he is quick to sense if danger is near. Being around twenty two centimetres long, he is easy to target from the air.
Now Doctor Arenicola Marina isn’t always a lonely old lugworm. He has many children swimming in the sea and living in burrows just like his own. What Doctor Arenicola Marina must have, I have come to the conclusion, is an imagination. That, in itself, is what keeps him going.