Right well I've really had it up to here now because there we were sitting on the floor playing tea parties with Ella's dolls and we'd just fed them a cooked breakfast and were moving onto the ice cream course when out of the corner of my eye I saw an enormous cockroach on the floor and as if that wasn't enough, he was waving his tentacles at me.
I'm still no better at knowing what to do so I talked to him a bit, you know, things like "please don't fly, just don't move" then I got hold of Ella's red storage box from Ikea and threw it on top of him and we both stood looking at it, Ella repeating "Cockroaches" after me.
Now these storage boxes are ideal for cockroach capture because they're heavy and even the strongest and biggest cockroach couldn't lift this up. And then there's the little hole either end, ideal for spraying Mortein spray into, which is exactly what I did, after I'd stood on Ella's flimsy plastic chair to reach it and found I was heavier than I thought when it collapsed in a heap causing me to scratch the length of my arm on the kitchen units. Bugger.
Anyway, I immediately phoned a pest control company in Paddington who have promised to come out on Wednesday and re-treat the flat for $154 payable directly to the technician and in the meantime she advised me to stand on it with my heel to squash it.
Yeah, right.
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