What a beautiful day, I lounged in the garden wearing sun lotion and reading the book above....Excellent read!
Abi was out with my brother and his wife, at Rotherham Utd footie ground at a family fun day, so Lee and I chilled out.
The temperature is 27C, so no doubt touched 30c this afternoon....lovely 
Lee toddled off to work and I settled down in front of the TV (cheaters on Living....I'm such a reality TV whore) Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a huge black shadow crawling up the wall, bugger thinks I, a spider.
As I turned to look at it the "spider" changed shape, and spread out. It was a huge troop (is it troop??) of ants 
Bloody hell I nearly pooed myself, I even called Lee, who on his way to Dartford, was a supportive as he could be. "Where are they coming from?" says he "Fuck knows" says me. So armed with the Dyson, the ant powder, fly spray and the dog. I set about clearing the buggers out.
I've done as good as I can, seeing as they are coming from somewhere behind Lee's huge chair, that I can't move.
I'm sat, feet up and fly spray in hand. All routes in (vents etc) are covered in powder..................wish me luck!
