The Fly

Another oversized - possibly mutant? - insect has found its way into our garage. Because it a) isn’t stuck in a sink, b) has wings, c) has a clear way out because the garage door and window are both open and - most importantly - d) can give you a nasty bite, we are leaving it to its own devices to depart. Or be predated by something bigger. Either is good, though the idea of something bigger is a tad disturbing.
The temperature is rising again. So much so, that it’s been a very lethargic day. Apart from a trip to M&S this morning, we’ve just stayed in the shade and expended as little energy as possible. I need to go to a play rehearsal this evening, but have a feeling that the Heysham Institute is not going to be a bright, modern, air-conditioned venue.
I do hope we’re not planning on running through the fight scene tonight!