I’m glad its not just my house that has them. In fact I almost used yesterday’s Age to squash one I found in a glass on the kitchen table. Eeeuuugggghhh.
The morning before that, there was one creepily-crawling around the picture rail in the kids’ bedroom, which certainly got them up and out of bed with more than their usual speed.
Thankfully apart from those two, I haven’t seen any others in the past few weeks. Hopefully they’re finding somewhere else to sup.
Where precisely does one buy boracic/boric acid, anyway?
PS. Maybe the next one I catch I’ll call Ted.