I reflected on some of Para Handy's words while I did this small repair in Tighnabruaich. He has it that the mudges are that bad there that they will bite their way through corrugated iron roofs to get at you. They appeared in such numbers that the swarms changed the colour of my clothes. You can't keep them out so I hoped for rain to drive them away but for once, just when needed, none came.
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