A tree...an earworm... and I don't have the time for anything else...I just want to lie down and wilt.

The dogs have fleas. The cats have fleas. All treated. Lotions, potions, pills and sprays. Nothing seems to be doing much good. They (the fleas - the dogs and cats are wilting too) seem to thrive in the warm weather. I say warm but it's beyond that. Plus we have had 70% less rain than is normal over the last couple of months. Can we have some of it back now, please?

Not only are the house beastoids afflicted with beasties, but The Child has nits. That is worse. I have lotioned and potioned and combed her (daily) and every time, I seem to have helped them breed more. The Child is Cousin It when it comes to hair. Never has so much hair been found on one head. Self-tangling hair, it is. You look at it, you run a brush through it, you look at it again and lo! knots. Lots of them. Sneaky beggars.

Apparently, this morning, the lice community was hard at work building the Headlice Gallery (with Mona Louse and works by Lousey Da Vinci), a lice funfair and a church for them to have their lousey weddings and christenings in. I think The Child is getting too attached to them. Well, she was until I reminded her that the itching was caused through lice poo. She's not so happy with them now...

Oh, and the mosquitoes are having a field day!

Pun intended...