The punkoid sees the roaring fire... sees Nigel Parsons drinking draught beer... thinks "draught...fire...what's he doing nicking my job as resident pyromaniac!"

Then he turns away... in time to see an enormous slug slithering in, with a big jar firmly held in it's eye stalks. He reads the label - "Property of The Anchor Inn, Sidmouth - Nigel Bait".

"Very silly!" he thinks...