I bury the used ones under the patio after smashing their heads in with a 1970s typewriter and a pick helve. I also then get a sweetcorn fork thingy and pluck their eyes out and fry them. It's nice to chop them up and put them in the Actifry - bit of egg wash and flour - gleaming. It's like chcken.
Do you want to pop over tomorrow? I fancy a liver and kidney pie.