This morning as I ate my porrindge
I read that nothing rhymes with 'orange'.
I thought: What nonsense! Next some derp'll
tell me nothing rhymes with 'purple'.
THANK YOU. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Saturday, 16 February 2013
Ant problems
Over the past weeks, it has become
increasingly apparent that my household has an Ant Problem.
Those little guys are everywhere. If a crumb of a crumb so much as touches the ground,
they’re on it. Last week I was
pouring a coffee and when I tipped the kettle over the cup, dead ants came out.
They must have crawled in for a bit of an ant jacuzzi but it ended in a way
that was presumably reported in the local ant press as an ‘ant holidaymaker
tragedy’.
I don’t know how many ants got into the
kettle but I filled and emptied it over and over and each time there were still
ants when I poured it out. Eventually I poured a cup that had just a single ant
torso in it and I took that as a win.
We keep our place pretty clean and tidy,
but we’re in a leafy area in the suburbs so ants and cockroaches are something
we’re used to dealing with. Once my mum had a wall full of bees.
Still, even by those standards, things were
getting out of control so we decided to get an exterminator in. He was a lovely
old gentleman who happened to be in the business of MASS KILLINGS and he knew
his trade. I am confident that the poison he used was effective because now
whenever we see cockroaches, it’s only because they have come out into the open
to die really melodramatically.
The ants, on the other hand, are a fucking
tough bunch.
I don’t know how they’re doing it, but the
poison has had NO effect on them at all. If anything it seems to be making them
stronger. I saw an oat making its way across my loungeroom floor the other day
thanks to the amazing force of poison-fuelled antpower.
I’m documenting this because I think they will get me very soon. While the ants
and my family have had an uneasy co-sharing arrangement for the past few weeks,
my small child tipped over my coffee this afternoon, and while I haven’t seen the ants
today, I know they’re still there.
And now they’re caffeinated.
Sunday, 10 February 2013
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