I Didnt Scream

This here is a good 2 hours work. Doesnt look it, hey? I had to clear out all the dead leaves and such from the agapanthus and, for the record, that lovely orange brick wall theyre growing next to reflects a hell of alot of heat. Wasnt the most pleasant of jobs, sweating buckets. Now to compound matters, the aggys were full of crickets (of which I have quite a healthy fear) and Redback Spiders. I would have been more blasé about the Redbacks had I not worn out the fingers in my gloves. The crickets made things interesting to say the least. While pulling a handfull of dead leaves off the bottom of a plant, a piece of hair fell across my glasses. I thought it was a little suss when it didnt move when I shook my head to get it out of my vision, then I realised this 'piece of hair' had feet! A cricket had jumped up and landed on the lens of my sunglasses. To my credit I didnt scream. I did throw down my glasses and refuse to approach the bed for a good 10min. Give it time to go away otherwise I would have screamed if he had come back.