Over the last two days my place of residence has been invaded. Now, I wouldn't have minded so much if said invasion had been delivered by some sort of cute fluffy creature, like kittens or bun-buns, but as is happens I do mind, quite a bit too, because these trespassing creatures are no good at cuddling, or keeping my feet warm at night, or fetching my slippers, or, worst of all, LEAVING MY FOOD ALONE!
Instead, we find ourselves in deadly peril, faced with ridding the house of these monsterous pests. My mum comes up with an ingenious plan. Ant Rid ™.
*Evil Icelandic accent* "My plan is nearing completion!"
Morning arrived early this morning, and after a night of tossing and turning we were relieved to find the ants had decided not to tangle with the likes of us anymore, to leave our merry lands in search of greener pastures.
Good onya Mum! 😉