There’s no keeping ahead of the bloody mosquitoes swarming out of every crevice in Paul’s house here in Narromine in the Central West of New South Wales. They’ve been terrible since the recent flooding rains.
Despite spraying all bare skin with ‘Off’, I don’t count on the ingenuity of the biting insects getting to me in my nightshirt.
You figure it out!
Giant mosquitoes invade the presbytery!
Personal 'invasion' where the 'Off' spray doesn't reach spells the death knell of the biting critter
SPLAT! A mosquito should think twice about biting me!
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