Naughty wasp RIP

A while back I made fun of my husband because a teeny little wasp caught him unawares when he was planting a bush in the front garden. He got stung and made a song and dance about it as men do. I posted about it at the time.

Well I shouldn't have made fun because I got stung last week, Wednesday actually, and my wrist is still red and irritating me even now as I write and it's Sunday and I've got through half a tube of Anthisan! It's the first time I've ever been stung and I honestly didn't know how much they could hurt or last. I hadn't done anything to offend the little devil, it just landed on me and I felt its presence and then a sharp pain and when I waved my arm it wouldn't shake off it kept hurting and when I looked I could see it was clinging to me. I swiped it with my other hand and it certainly got off me then in fact if fell to the floor where I stamped on it. So it's gone to wasp heaven and good riddance, and I hope I never get stung again, I'll certainly be a bit more wary of them from now on.

I told P if the redness and irritation hasn't gone by tomorrow at the latest I'm going to call into the pharmacy and ask his advice. P said it would be gone and to stop thinking about it and stop rubbing it which only stirs it up more. He said if I'm still whingeing (I haven't been whingeing!) about it tomorrow he'll give me a real sting to think about and the wasp's efforts will pale into insignificance. It was said good naturedly and I know it was intended as a joke so I quickly said "Ooh yes please". Somehow I think P's remedy might be more fun than the pharmacist's.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
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Oh that looks stingy

In fact I can vouch it would be stingy because ages ago a florist near us was selling up and had a load of decorative 'twigs' going cheap, some of them in nice tall glass jars. P bought the lot including the jars, we never used the twigs for decoration of course, they were tested all sorts of ways, some wet, some in bunches of varying numbers, a couple of sturdy ones on their own.

They all broke eventually but they were fun and they do sting!

And before I go, the person receiving them in the picture looks suspiciously similarly attired to me on such twiggy occasions, in fact I could believe it was me except for the fact we don't have a checkered bed cover. Brings back yummy thoughts though, could do with finding a wholesale florist.

Ronnie

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