Thud, I’m afraid I can’t recall anything about your trandem!
JC might have had the final word about the snake, but I think it was a course decision to move it to a new home. The majority were actually more attached to its intended prey!
Over the winter break, there apparently was a power cut. The heating bulbs in the snake’s tank went off and didn’t reset when the power came back on. On our return to the Sqn, the snake had gone AWOL. He’d somehow forced the lid open. We searched in vain. Then there was an almighty scream - the cleaner had gone into the entrance lobby to collect her sweeping brush and Hissing Sid appeared at face level. He’d gone up between the back of some lockers and the wall and found a heating pipe to curl up next to, to keep himself warm.