Am getting the upper hand over the mosquitoes. Score is 2:1 to them but I’m fighting back. Last night however, I came eye to eye with a medium sized Unmentionable at the back of my food cupboard. We had the obligatory game of Chase-Me-Charlie and the little fu**er scarpered.
Was kind of mentally prepared for An Encounter as I had found a very small dead cockroach earlier. THANK GOD I’m not alone in the house so have lots and lots of moral support! Such an encounter, when I was just coming to terms with mosquitoes, mosquito nets and candlelight would have sent me under just a day or two ago. I really can’t imagine how I’d have coped without Simpson (the gate boy and personal demi-god). If I had the money for his uni fees I would hand it over right now.
Talking of Simpson, this afternoon’s story is just too funny not to relate but if you feel anything like I do about roaches, skip this bit….
So, this morning I asked Eva (our house girl) and Simpson whether we could empty and fumigate the kitchen cupboard (Thomas, I really really feel for you having to clean out your mum’s cupboards back home in St Lucia!) and then I said:
“Simpson, look here’s a dead one.”
He laughed, “that’s not very big. You’re frightened of that?”
“No, the one I saw was a lot bigger.” I drew a shape about 1.5 cm and he laughed again.
“That’s nothing” he said.
I recoiled (as he cradled it in his palm and looked at it).
“But it’s ALL those legs, why do they have so many?” I asked.
“So you don’t like spiders then?”
“Actually I don’t mind them. Look Simpson, put it on the ground outside and let me have a proper look at it, I need to get used to these things…”
Then he asked “you want to see where there are very very many?”
“Look”, he said, and he lifted up the drain cover in the yard.
O MY GOD. It was like something out of a horror film.
As the light hit them, the whole lot ran, there must have been 30 or more, all colours and sizes of ‘don’t ask me what’ insects. I was too busy screaming to take it all in.
As Simpson held the drain cover open, tiny little Eva poured a tub of Doom powder down the drain and into the outlet pipe and I could see ‘things’ trying to climb out. An enormous shiny brown cockroach 2 inches long (MY WORST NIGHTMARE, give me mice, snakes, rats or ants any time!) climbed out and escaped!
And came scuttling down the alley towards me!
I ducked back into the kitchen as it was Doomed by my heroes Simpson and Eva.
Sophie came flying out of the office when she heard me screaming and we all laughed and laughed at this crazy mzungu.
Moral of the story:
I have to say this was a good team-building exercise, it has drawn everyone together laughing at me!! It’s taken me a few days to put this event behind me and relive it onscreen but it was such high drama I can see the funny side now.
*An Unmentionable is a COCKROACH.