Well, I went outside to relax with some P.G. Wodehouse–and in spite of my cigar and a long-sleeved jacket, the mosquitoes got me anyway.
I know I’m not exactly burning up the track today, but I shall return at suppertime with the usual critter video. Meanwhile, I’ll devote myself to scratching. Somebody once said the Swedes didn’t succeed in settling New Jersey because our mosquitoes were too much for them.
I believe it.