"It'll be alright in the end, and if it's not alright, it's not the end."
They are ghastly litle blighters. Ii picked up over thirty of the devils (mostly on my legs but a few made it to my armpits!) on this year's very northerly Challenge - thats about thirty more than usual! I think it was because a lot of my route was off the beaten track - heather-bashing my way across heathery bogland and I wasn't wearing gaiters. Tweezers and Lagavulin did it for me.
Ugly little blighters when you get a good close up. Still, baptism by fire and I won, yey!Still can't find the Talisker though, hid that a bit too well...
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