On sunday I put my trainers on to go and plant forget-me-nots with my nephew (spent weekend babysitting - jeez children are hard work) and felt an alien body in my shoe. Bit of fluff, I presumed. But then, my mind shot back to earlier that morning, when I had discovered, to my abject horror a very, very large woodlouse hanging about in a place it was not welcome. Yes, it was clambering over one of those muslin things you use to wipe babies faces, ugh. Gross.
But decided I was just being silly - a woodlouse - in my shoe? Don't be ridiculous. How would it have gotten in there? Unlaced shoe, whilst imagining I could feel some small lousey scrabblings against my toes. Removed shoe, peered inside (rather bravely, I would suggest) only to discover that yes, it was a woodlouse, languishing amongst the sock fluff in the toe area of my trainer.
What is the meaning of this? And I couldn't even make exclamations about how gross it was, or swear at it, as I had a two year old, who chats like an old man (i.e. non-stop) all day peering intently at these insecty goings on. Ugh.
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