November 2007
At least you get to do loads of things and then you die by the time you’re 100 (more or less). Just imagine being a clam. You spend all your life living at the bottom of the sea off the coast of Iceland. Cold, wet, muddy, not a lot to do, even if you’re a clam. And it goes on for over 400 years, until some nice scientists dredge you up and kill you. This particular clam was mooching around when Shakespeare was writing his last plays
