Ants in Your Pants

The sun came back! Woohoo!

Not that I had much time to enjoy any of it, still DIY-ing (it's a project now; anything that goes on more than one day is a project). Also a 2 hour trip to the orthodontist with Euan to see if he's going to need a 'functional appliance' or a 'fixed appliance'. They gave us leaflets with scary pictures of people's scary teeth and made us sit in a waiting room for 45 minutes as punishment, next to a machine that kept shouting at everyone that walked by to squirt gel in their hands and stop spreading germs. Made me feel dirty.

As does this picture. Pure out-and-out bug porn. Group sex in fact.

As we sat out in the aforemetioned sunshine eating our meal this evening, it became apparent the air was full of these flying ants. They were even doing this on the table we were eating at. At least, that is, until a massive spider shot up through a slat in the table and snatched the three of them in flagrante and dragged them back to its lair.

Not sure what was more disturbing; watching ant on ant action at the dinner table or the fact that there are meat eating beasts lurking underneath the same table we eat at.

A bit of background on this ritual:
Flying Ants

And...

Ant Music