One morning, when a big common toad lumbered onto the patio of his house in London, Will abandoned breakfast, gathered up the sofa cushions, set up the two family cameras and settled down on his tummy to watch. 'Toads are brilliantly warty and ugly,' he says. 'I was hoping to photograph it catching a fly.' He watched for an hour. Then, suddenly, the cat-flap rattled. 'The cat was too fat to get through, but the toad seemed scared by the noise. So I made a ramp with a plank so it could get back to the grass.' The toad took a couple of steps and then leapt away. 'I caught my toad in the air, and I love that. Despite being a little guy, his legs shot him a long way. He was so fast, flying like a superhero.'
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