There must be some sort of magnetic effect, vortex or crossing of the lines where our house is located because it feels as though every other day I’m having an encounter of some sort:

• December 17, Wasp sting on the right thumb
• December 22, Wasp sting on the left hand
• January 8, Cockroach the size of a small dog
• January 9, Cane toad in computer room

If this continues, I think I might have to change my name to Alistair “Mr Fauna” Lattimore.