You know, stories like this always make my husband laugh. Only in England, he says, would people immediately rush to save the life of a snake. You know what they do everywhere else? They stand on them then throw them in the road to make sure the cars flatten them; snakes, as an African proverb goes, can never make friends. It doesn't matter how much love and devotion you show them, eventually they always bite the hand that tends to them.

I know some people like that, too...