The Passenger

There we were the other week, 'The Raleigh' and I, toodling through the Co. Down countryside when suddenly I was aware we had an intruder in our midst.
Yes a foreign body, in this case a wasp, had lodged itself in one of the vents in my cycling helmet.

This does happen on occasions with all manner of flying objects, especially during the summer months, but usually a tilt and slight shake of the head is enough to dislodge any non-paying passengers.
However, this wee git was along for the ride, or so I thought.......

300 yards or so up the road from the point where it hopped on, it decided to hop off again and with an almighty buzz it wriggled itself free and decided, as a way of thanking me for saving it the bother of flying 300 yards, that it would sting me on the forehead.
Now, as anyone who has ever had the misfortune to be stung by one of these stripey blighters will testify..... it is an altogether rather painful experience!!

My poor noggin was aching and before long I was doing my best impression of a baby unicorn but, in true John Wayne fashion, I rode on and upon my arrival at home I reached for the trusty Tea Tree Oil and soon all was well with the world again.


Roll on the colder weather............