Well, good morning, lovely people. How are you on this fine morning? I hope you're having a wonderful day, full of sunshine, lollipops and apples*.
So, it turns out something died under our house and now there are enormous fat maggots crawling up through the cracks in the floorboards into our lounge room.
When we returned home from Sydney yesterday, there were a couple of dozen of them congregating near the heater. We didn't know what they were, but I swept them up and set them aside. A kindly handyman was due any minute to paint the ceiling, so I thought I'd show them to him and ask his opinion.
Me: "Do you have any idea what these grubs are?
Him: "Those? Why, they're maggots, milady."
I've picked up a few every hour or so since.
And maggots crawling out of the rotting carcass of a non-specific dead animal and straight into our home.
How sweet this country life.
* I do not have a photo of the maggots. Enjoy this one of some apples instead.