The tiny little midges arrive. In their thousands. Sucking the blood out of us softer skinned folk.
I need to read more about why the midges prefer some of us to others. Not enough zinc, need more vitamins, we’re sweeter. Do you know why the corner of my eye has been bitten yet Mr G is sitting next to me untouched? If so, please share.
The citronella oil is working well in the burner on the patio table (but lit too late for my right eyelid) and the insect repellent is effective out and about, but sadly not to be relied upon when sitting outside with a chilled glass of Pinot Grigio.
Still, we’re never quite sure if, or how many more opportunities we’ll have to be able to drink alfresco in the late evening light when the children are in bed and we can enjoy the tranquility. So we’re enduring the annoying little insects, and over the coming days I’ll be researching every insect repelling plant that I can grow in a container and surround the patio with.
I’ll share it with you as soon as I know.