I have just spent an hour and a half working on ONE MSD question, even though I had my housemates in the struggle along with me, it wasn't a particularly enjoyable 90minutes, so if you have a machine that looks like a box on four springs, do NOT call us. Or at least me, because the ever resilient Godwin is still at it.
The ant infestation worsens. They got into my beautiful loaf of crusty white UNOPENED bread. These ants are amazing. You never catch them in transit but they're always there, crawling on your plate, on the wall in front of you, in your food, or drowned in your cup of water. Argh. Bloody ants. Die you fiends.
"Where's our washing machine?" We ask.
"Be patient and hope." He says.
mg.
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