Ah Grasshopper

You looking at me

After My Beloved drove us back from Haifa I hit the housework, sorted the Little Prince's bedrooms and made sure all was in place for their visit.

Thanks to Simon we now have a cover for the bikes, but have you ever tried to cover 4 bikes with a tarpaulin with a mind of its own, not easy let me tell you, I eventually managed to cover all bikes and their wheels, but not before being attacked, attacked I tell you.  It was a huge grasshopper and had to be at least 6.35 cm in length, it leapt off my bike and hit my hair, I then ran into the house whilst trying not to be sick and slapping my head, I was convinced that no beast was gonna get out of my hair alive, I was also convinced it would be stuck on a curl somewhere around the back, and eat it's way into my skull because everyone knows grasshoppers are carnivores who feed on human heads!!!!

The trauma of my attack lead to me feeling sick all afternoon, and try as I might I could not shake the feeling of someone following me.  I collected My Beloved from work and we hit the gym, although I did have to force him this time, obviously last nights late one had taken it's toll as My Beloved's get up and go was missing.  After an hour or so we trudged back up the stairs to the house and supper, I think we were tucked up in bed for 9pm, it was either that or listen to My Beloved crying up his sleep because he was affa tired!!!!