In the process of trying to "ignore" my almost 3yr old DS who is avoiding bedtime, I decided to brush my (very shorthair) dog, which is not a regular occurrence. Went to the cupboard to get her brush and out flew a couple of flies. Hmmmm, me thinks, better investigate. Pulls up a chair cos I'm a shortarse and discover an opened, and incredibly old bag of spuds, which have gone soft, runny and become a little black fly city.
I don't think my scalp is going to recover, every inch of me is itchy and I think I'll have to have another shower to wash the experience off.
DS is still awake and will probably sit outside the bathroom door while I scrub fly and spud juice off me...
I am being dramatic aren't i?!