Okay - it's now 1-all.
There I was, standing in the churchyard minding my own business, deciding where some cremation ashes were to be interred next week, when I was attacked by wasps! Even though I ran for cover in the Village Hall (my gym exercise coming in useful!) I was followed by a couple of persistant little swine, and I ended up being stung 5 times - the man with me twice, and his wife, safely in the Hall, once!
Maybe it's payback time for having got rid of that nest in the garden shed last week! Oh well, the pest man will deal with that one this afternoon. That'll teach 'em.
Bastards!
(sorry)
As a white anglo-saxon protestant, what did you expect?
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