I have been getting nagged for a few weeks now about getting the windows cleaned.
As I am not prepared to fork out the 120 euros the robbing bugger charges, I said that I would do them myself, hence the nagging.
As you will appreciate, this is a highly skilled operation which can only be done when the wind is in the right direction and also working as the sun moves from east to west. I therefore have to start in the morning on the est side and finish later in the day when the east windows are in the shade.
All was going well and I was being very careful so that I would leave no streaks. With only a couple of windows left, I felt my back twinge. Being ever so careful and wanting to finish off, I gingerly carried on.
By the side of one of the windows we have a terracotta garden clock and just as I was finishing the last window, I was suddenly attacked by a swarm of wasps, which flew out from behind the clock. In panic I moved suddenly, jolted my back and put a disc out. In the process of stumbling away harassed by wasps, I got stung 5 times, twice on the leg, twice on the arm and once on my chin, little bastards.

So no golf today as I can hardly walk.
It will be interesting tomorrow as I fly to the UK to collect the grandchildren to bring them back to Portugal for a few weeks while Lynette stays here to parrot sit.

I'm still not paying to have the windows cleaned, better luck next time when I will wear my back support, as for the wasps they are all dead, except for the ones making a nest in one of the birds house and the ones that a making a nest in the cracks in the walls and the ones .......................