They tried to steam him alive, but every time the chef lifted the pot lid, Hank Hotpot would chirp out a cheeky “Allo!” After 16 failed attempts to turn him into dinner, they finally gave up and let him scuttle away. Hank has been strutting around in his fiery lobster-red shell ever since.
Date of Death: 19th April 1880
Smell: Lemon
Loves: Really hot, steamy weather
Weakness: Snow
