PRACTICING BUZZISM

The last time I was stung by a wasp my flesh literally bubbled up into a bloody wound and nearly put the kibosh on a long trip I was about to take. Next time it will be worse apparently so you can imagine how I felt when suddenly a troupe of wasps started hanging around outside my house.

I can’t figure out where their nest is so I am housebound or at least I can’t sit in the sun without taking my life in my hands as every time I go out they…ahem…make a beeline for me. Wasps do that to me anyway. These don’t seem to be dying off and its just a little bit early for that so I’m not sure why they are hanging about but I have my suspicions…

BUZZISM