Marg's Man
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Marg and I can so relate to this one of Lynne's cartoons.
Our place in the bush is near a lagoon that breeds swarms of very large and very thirsty mosquitoes. We often joke, but not too seriously, that one landed at Sydney Airport (only a few kilometres by air away) and 2 tonnes of jet fuel was pumped in before they realised the mistake.
The sound effects that were generated in the wee small hours by difficult child 1 he went on his hunting expeditions sounded in those hours like a S.W.A.T. raid - with the emphasis on swat! We had long arguments also because he wanted to leave the splattered remains of his 'conquests' on the walls and ceiling to "serve as a warning to those that follow".
We could never convince him that this would not, could not work with mozzies.
Marg's Man
Our place in the bush is near a lagoon that breeds swarms of very large and very thirsty mosquitoes. We often joke, but not too seriously, that one landed at Sydney Airport (only a few kilometres by air away) and 2 tonnes of jet fuel was pumped in before they realised the mistake.
The sound effects that were generated in the wee small hours by difficult child 1 he went on his hunting expeditions sounded in those hours like a S.W.A.T. raid - with the emphasis on swat! We had long arguments also because he wanted to leave the splattered remains of his 'conquests' on the walls and ceiling to "serve as a warning to those that follow".
We could never convince him that this would not, could not work with mozzies.
Marg's Man