We have a bit of a moth issue here in Mordor. The stillness of the warm summer nights is often punctuated by the thumping sound of a cat landing on the hard wood floors after doing backflips in order to get one of these clothes eating bastards. So, bereft of restful sleep I set about installing mothballs to kill off winged rag munchers and came across this grisly sight in the corner of the wardrobe.
No, I have no idea what planet it came from either but the evil ants won the fight by strength of numbers. I learned three very important things from this battle.
One- Something with that many spikes and spines shouldn't exist outside of a 1950s B-movie.
Two-Lynx Fever bodyspray makes for an effective impromptu chemical weapon when deployed against battle frenzied ants that seem to take offence when you spirit their prize away for a photographic session.
Three- The insect world rules of Fight Club are very very different.
In other news, I saw a BMW with the plate "POTENT" this week. I'm guessing by the choice of car and plate that Mr Floppy is having us on.
Apparently, this is a female tree weta. And Peter Jackson is scared of them. I can see why.
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