Wasps

Three in the study again yesterday morning. One last week. Three the week before that. No sign of another nest around the house (such as memorably happened two years ago) as far as I can tell. But THIS morning we were inundated with the nasty buggers. I must have burned through a quarter of a can of fly spray, leaving 8 or 9 dead bodies littering the carpet, before I noticed that outside the windows dozens of them were crawling animatedly around, looking for a way in.

And finding it. By squeezing through the draft strip between the sashes. Time to start closing the curtains, and hope the consequent removal of the hypnotic lure of our electric lights burning into their dim hymenopteran brains will give us some respite from the daily invasion.