Hot, not in a good way but in an airless, sultry, sticky, clammy, stifling, humid and muggy way that renders sleep almost impossible.
Wilson and Byron, originally from Costa Rica, could normally be relied on to take this sort of weather in their stride – but even they are finding it a bit oppressive.
When I came down to breakfast this morning I was very pleased to be offered a home made Ice Lolly .
I gratefully accepted the proffered icy treat and was about to suck on it, when I noticed a lot of, well, little black things frozen into the ice.
'Are these little black specks what I think they are?' I enquired.
Wilson replied, 'That rather depends on what you think they are – if you think they're ants, then you're correct!'
Byron nodded enthusiastically – but to their surprise and disappointment, I returned the unsucked lolly to the freezer.
'Are you sure you won't have one?' Byron asked, 'They're very refreshing, and there's a bit of Gin in them!'
Wilson agreed, adding that 'Frozen Ants are The Way Forward, and Biro and me are going into mass production.'
I suppose that means I shall have to empty the freezer of all the non-ant-based food that's taking up unnecessary space…
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I was reminded today of one of Wilson's other publishing successes, The Big Book Of Free Stuff. Do take a look, it's very good:
https://issuu.com/home/published/big_book_of_free_stuff_4issuu
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