Bloody bugs!
My walk to and from work is a not unpleasant affair of a riverside walk with a short hop over a road to get to the station. I get to see green, wild fowl and endless people walking their dogs. The downside is midges. The little buggers hover at mouth height just waiting for you to ingest, or worse, inhale them. Keeping ones mouth shut mitigates the ingestion problem, but not the inhalation one.
I only mention this because today the bug threat was stepped up a level from passive annoyance to direct assault. I was just starting my walk, trying to remember what the hell I was going to blog about (I did have a topic this morning, buggered if I can remember what it is now though) when: *smack*. Some large flying insect (possibly a bumble bee, if not Mothra himself) hits me in the side of the face and proceeds to get tangled in my headphones. Bearing in mind I’m not good with wasps and this could quite easily be a wasp (or hornet, or killer bee) I instantly adopt the “Argh! Get it off!” position, flailing wildly with my free hand (iPhone in the other, remember?) in order to extricate whatever just dive bombed me without being stung to death. Not a good look, especially since I managed to pull my headphones out and end up with them dangling from the phone.
Thankfully the people from the office who seemed to be having a lovely picnic on the river bank (alright for some) were just a bit too far away to witness me at my finest. It was just the dog walkers who got a good chuckle.