Must ecstatic at the moment, it’s absolutely torrential here

Yeah, I can see the whole “bed not being the safe retreat from the horrors of the waking world” thing being traumatic, I reckon I’d probably just burn the whole lot and start again

No mention of the bastard Horse Fly that chewed me up while I was strimming yesterday. I reckon the only ones I like less than the Horse Fly are the flea and the tick, and the last only because they’re disease-ridden little nightmares. That said, I’ve never been bitten by a bedbug or stung by a scorpion, so they may well be bastards too