(they don't realise that, as they are a couple, in their only other van roaming the region between jobs, of course they are left alone and nobody notices THEM......)
But how sad i thoiught they were pukka earthy: immediate unthinking response... to my " i had a lavely nap up in the cool yesteraft.."
" ewww... the ticks will ..."
Now... one could say what a metaphor for everything else, but the ticks of the whole polluted Peninsula are as born again virgin and really rather neurotic as many inhabitants, in that they NEVER go all the way... ever
never has one gone and got into the proper hairy bits... they are fakes, frauds and indeed people pleasing showoffs, never meaning it...
Never...
Even the ticks they play at being 'adventurer' "LOOK AT ME..i got you!!" often two or three a day..... . they only ever dig in at more or less hairless places on the body - thighs... even lower leg....
where they are extremely easy and fun to tease off...
Lowland wimp ticks..... unlike propper Uplander or even Mid-lander ones which get in there and have real hairy fun...
Now herein is THE REAL stuff on the environment nobody else dare actually say - i know as i have lived in it 30 years and wasted 25 years on the 'cause' of how to protect it....
