These little critters seemed to be around everywhere when I was a kid, where have they gone?
Anyway, on Sunday I saw one dragging his/her sorry exoskeleton across a friend’s kitchen floor, and remembered just what an absurd name they use to go by back in deepest darkest Somserset… “Granfer Gravys”. This was met with derision until I “proved” it with the power of Google. And I uncovered a few more silly names for Oniscus asellus, AKA the Woodlice, AKA:
Roly-polys (OK I get this one)
What does it all mean?!