A cautionary tale, inspired during a field trip to Burton Bradstock in Dorset on 29 April 2001 by the plight of certain professional fossil collectors overdosing on a fresh cliff-fall in the Inferior Oolite . . .
“I’ve found one – it’s enormous,” the fossil hunter cried,
“I’ll pop it in the rucksack, there’s loads of room inside.”
He found lots more and wedged them in, a masterpiece of packin’ . . .
Then, homeward bound, there came the cry, “I’ve done my blooming back in!”