Went out tonight.
I went out at 10.00pm in four layers, T-shirt, two hoodies and a fireproof overall, safety boots, leather welding gloves and safety glasses and a fireproof hood over it all. Cut a bit of the bush away. They sounded like a gang of chainsaws. I foxxed right off and shut off lights and closed the workshop. Then walked back to house. These 7 still hitched a ride inside the clothes despite me shaking and brushing myself off while still in all the layers. One got me on the belly under the four layers and the rest got poison or the glove. Bastards are pissed now. Be interesting to see if they let me out the house in the morning.
Sally helped a lot with screaming and pointing in panic.
One scar.
One pill. Antihistamine
Another later before bedtime.
Interesting thing, it seems the other stings have started to sympathy itch too.
Bootfair in the morning if it’s not rained out.