Termites and Doom

The rains have started with a couple of torrential downpours, one on the day we got back from safari.

Outside the flat there were swarms of insects in the dusk, something I’d not seen before, but then a few dozen of them came in.

They shed their wings, or in some cases only one wing, and revealed themselves to be termites looking for a new nest.

There were more piles of wings on the communal stairs and pretty much everywhere we went in the next couple of days, though never in vast numbers.

Those who came into my flat were met with what I sometimes say is my second favourite smell: Doom. (“Stops all Dudus dead”). Just for the record, my favourite smell would be DEET, the only insect repellent that works.

(They must work, I’m glad to say I’ve had very few bites while in Kenya.)

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