Now, here's the thing. I always always always get bitten. Even here in the UK if I go for a run through the woods I'm covered in gnat bites when I get back, in my hair, arms, back (no not the hair on my arms and back Taffy!) but they always get me. Abroad the mozzies get me too. I must taste good. Gary never ever gets bitten by anything. So I'm hoping that when we get to NZ everything's gonna turn tables and I'm never going to get bitten again and Gary's life is going to be miserable to make up for the years he's had it good!! But then he'll moan and Jeez you know what men are like for that!
