I'm sitting here, doing a bit of sketching, watching some items on eBay, listtening to some mp3's and so on.
I hear a LOUD buzzing. I think it's probably the gardener people who come to mow the communal lawns on one of those huge American lawnmowers that's roughly the size of a Ford Focus. But there's something odd about the sound. It's not...mechanical enough. I look over to the window.
Bashing against the window, in something of a tizzy, and thankfully on the outside, is a wasp the size of a sparrow.
I wish we had a camera. Or an elephant gun.