Fly genocide
Monday, July 24th, 2006I am guilty of mass murder. A flying bug genocide of epic proportions. The front of my car is caked in half a summers worth of late beasties that went out with a bang and now are sticking around for ever more. All the elbow grease in the world won’t shift those blighters. Might have to tempt some sort of mammal or a collection of children to lick them off without damaging the paint work.
Or I could wash it again …