' Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.'
Friday, 19 August 2016
The Human Fly Paper
I was woken this morning at about 5am by a combination of torrential rain pounding on the motorhome roof and excruciating itching at various points down one side of my body. Yep, there's a mozzie sharing the motorhome with us and they're especially partial to a nibble of me. I probably emit some odour that's delectable to insect life and my ability to attract little flying friends earned me the nickname that is today's title. Surely there is a design fault with these bloodsuckers. I wouldn't mind if they could take their tiny drop of blood and go away without causing damage but no. They have to leave an unsightly cluster of red welts and extreme irritation.
I see that there's also a spider crawling around on the ceiling of the van. I'd normally shoo him gently outside but maybe I'll leave him be. Perhaps he can trap and eat that blood sucking little bastard!