A big pile of sh*t

Picture the scene, a family walk through the Suffolk Sandlings, Willow Warblers singing and the sun beating down on our heads (well that last bit is an exaggeration).

Suddenly there in the middle of the bridleway is a fresh, steaming pile of horse manure. What to do?

Grab a small stick and start poking about, that's what!

Quickly found this fella, a male Onthophagus similis. 

Before I could find much else there was the call of 'snake!' from the kids up ahead. So put the stick down and had to go marshall the viewing of an adder!