When we moved into our ground floor flat, five years ago now, on the first night there in our different bedroom my husband found....wait for it.... an ear wig under his pillow! We were both horrified, it is hard to find them outside, but inside? We picked it up and flicked it out of the window. I suppose it must have dropped down from a tree or been picked up on a shoe and brought into the flat. It is my most hated insect! Thankfully, we haven't seen any since. It was strange, because even when I do my gardening I never see any!
Every night since then, before he gets into bed, my husband picks up his pillow to check there is nothing underneath!
I shall have to play a trick on him won't I? I could buy a group of small plastic spiders and put them under his pillow!
Ha, ha!
(I have his permission to post this).
2018
YOU ARE READING
... and nothing but the truth
Short StoryThis is a book of true stories, anecdotes and little snippets. I hope you enjoy them. There may even be a little poem or two, you never know! This book contains the story of my husband's (eventful) life so far.
