I have a confession to make, though some of you will already be aware of this, I have a bit of a phobia regarding mothsSome however, may call it more than a bit, to be fair. I hate the things, even the little tiny ones that somehow end up in the house despite my best endevours to keep them out. I cant concentrate on anything else but a moth if there is one in the house.
It stems from a very traumatic episode in my teens where I was terrorised by a moth while camping
Anyway, the other night we were sitting watching the idiot box as you do when there was a funny sound in the flue of our gas fired heater. Sounded a bit like a bird flapping around or as I said to Maha a friggen big mothI got up to get a torch and turned back to say something to Maha. All of a sudden he leapt out of his chair at me and slapped his hand down my leg. That happened at the same time I felt something land on my leg
Well here is about where I need to apologise to Maha for teasing him about squealling like a little girl when he has to attempt to catch a live mouse
He does not squeal, but boy I sure do
It got the treatment before a pic could be taken but this pic will give you the general idea of how big it was
If I was not scared of heights I would get up on the roof and check that the flue is secure so this can not happen again
Originally Posted by Gubb
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They are revolting and dont belong in side at all 
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