spotted at 9/24 balfour last week : DA DA DAAAAAAAAAA
Imagine my horror, when last Sunday, in my dozey pre - coffee state, i saw THIS on our kitchen counter. GROSS. Seems we have cockraoches. I’m SO BLEAK, creeped out, and annoyed all at the same time. So that very day, before beaching it, we declared war on the little beasts by ‘bombing’ our flat. Please believe our house is super clean, we’re actually really good at cleaning up after ourselves and quite frankly i don’t know what they eat.
1. PREPARING FOR BATTLE - finding hiding places
2. MAKING SURE WE DONT CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT
3. GO TIME
So, we did three bombs, and please believe, our very pretty flat, is also very tiny. We have also left out ‘lure and kill’ - which i hope IS as sinister for the imposters as it sounds - sick man.
AND STILL WE HAVE ROACHES.
VT aptly summed it up by saying - just as you get cocky they roach you - and that they have.
All suggestions as to how we get rid of the ^%&%^& ‘ers would be greatly appreciated,
See ya later x