They're STILL eating the house…
Thought I’d best give the pest exterminators a call. First I tried PSI – Pest Scene Investigations – as I liked the name. Ah – the impact of television on modern-day life.
Of course one of the complications of island life is that there isn’t always an island resident who does what you need. And, of course, there’s a delay if you hire an ‘off-islander’. After a couple of referrals I get Bill – and he apologetically asks if we can wait 3 weeks until mid-June.
Hmmmmm let me think about that… No! He helpfully agrees to come on Friday.
So, Bill treats the poor ants 'locally' which is great – it means we don't need to leave the house. By the evening the house-munching noise has stopped and we can relax…
PS. I think it’s funny how some of the pest exterminators advertise ‘unmarked’ vehicles in case you don’t want the neighbourhood to know you’ve got rats/fleas/carpenter ants etc… As a society we worry so much what others think! Like it's any of their business!