Cuthbert went to live with my biology teacher(from whom I got him) , when I started travelling a lot, who put him out on loan to a zoo he was involved with, he the only snake that has ever escaped from an enclosure at the zoo, he did it repeatedly, I put that down to living most of his life free range, the zoo decided he was a bit of a liability , so he went back to my biology teacher, he then went on loan to a private collector, who still has him, last thing I heard, he's still very friendly, but he never liked other snakes as he was born in an incubator, and I forgot to socialise him with other snakes,
One chap I occasionally bump into still gives me evils,
I bought a house when I was quite young, and rented out all the rooms to friends to pay the mortgage and bills,and slept on my own sofa, it was a upside down house part of a barn conversion, I use to have quite a few jobs, one of which was a bar job, one night I returned home after work at 2pm, got straight into bed,
I woke up at 6am as i did every morning, ran down stairs,and started the bath,in the small bathroom that was tucked away in a corner(no windows), went and found Cuthbert who was having a kip in the dog baskets, shoved him in the bath his favourite place , as I did every morning, he liked a good soak, I then turned off the light, shut the door and went off for a morning run with the dogs,
Unbeknown to me my friend (one of my lodgers) had pulled the night before , rather nice rugby player, they had, on coming in before me gone straight to bed, as she slept, her bloke, no doubt disturbed by me banging about, decided to go and use the loo, slipped out of bed, without waking mate, and went and sat on the loo, as he started to poo, Cuthbert having his morning soak disturbed,decided it would be a good time to introduce himself, and stuck his head over the side of the bath,
the six foot eight chap reacted rather badly, he sort of went up and sideways all in one go, gravity took over and he ended up wedged between the loo and wall still pooing,
Cuthbert "stood' up to have a better look, at which point, this chap found his voice, my house mate woke to the noise, went to investigate, but because he had wedged himself, his legs were blocking the door, and he was squeaking nake,nake,nake, he couldn't get the "S" out, despite my friend reassuring him "it was only cuthbert", he took a while to un wedge himself, breaking the loo roll holder and loo seat in the process, and smearing poo everywhere,
when he did manage to open the door, for friend to help, she was trying to reassure him, he was so upset he couldn't stop saying 'nake, nake, nake"
friend grabbed cuthbert, who was getting active as he wasn't use to having his morning soak disturbed in such a violent fashion, and dumped him in the airing cupboard (his second favourite) place, she then tried to reassure rugby player though the bathroom door, as well as instruct him how to use our dodgy shower, when he managed to say anything other 'nake, nake, nake', he asked for his clothes to be past in, she did so, and was explaining that quoteunquote wouldn't of done it on purpose, and that I always left cuthbert in the bath, he came out of the bathroom just as cuthbert who by this time was very curious as to what was going on, was trying to squeeze out of the gap at the top of airing cupboard, his usual route into the airing cupboard,
the poor man ran up the stairs and out the front door, as I turned into my remote lane I was greeted by a large man, running towards me screaming, "you are mad', my dogs(4) decided he might be a threat, and ran at him barking, he ran on shouting abuse,
when I got home my lodger was cleaning up the bathroom half laughing, half crying, cuthbert was hanging out of the airing cupboard, she never did get another date with the guy, she had had a crush on him for years,
He went on to play for England, every time I bump into him he goes very pale even twenty years later.