As a youngling it was my job to feed the chooks of a morning, one morning I’m heading out to the chookshed which was just past the woodpile when I spot a snake just in front of me to the left, about the 10 oclock position.
I stopped in my tracks and started slowly walking backwards when suddenly I noticed another to my left about the 7 oclock position.
Now wanting to make a quick exit I turned to my right away from these 3 foot snakes and bugger me if there wasn’t another on my right at about 3 oclock.
No more slowly walking backwards, I dropped the chookfeed on the ground and sprinted back to the house, stuff the eggs, they can wait.
Of course they were long gone by the time Mum went out for a look, I couldn’t get out of the job and I had to keep going back everyday and did so with ‘Marty Feldman’ eyes.
Saw this clip the other day and it brought back this memory, may have to start therapy all over again!
I feel for the little feller
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3OjfK0t1XM