Which British rockpool creature is the true star of a seaside scramble?

Cheeky, scrappy, and always up for a pinch if you get too close. A childhood seaside classic from Cornwall to Cromer.

Those squidgy red jelly-like blobs that close up when poked. Surprisingly hypnotic once their tentacles unfurl underwater.

Spotting one feels like winning the rockpool lottery. Slow, sturdy, and ridiculously photogenic.

Forever borrowing shells and shuffling about like it's late for something. Endlessly entertaining to watch.

With its bulging eyes and permanent frown, the blenny is basically the Victor Meldrew of the seaside.