May 17, 2004

Dem nyaming me raw!

The mosquitoes.

They're out in full force, and I think they've been joined by some of dem likkle sandflies. Scratch, scratch, scratch. Putting marks on my pretty legs (in my mind of course!). I try not to scratch, but it's hard.

Dr D asked how come I hadn't posted anything yesterday, so I told him I didn't have anything worthwhile to say.

And besides, I was very busy transcibing a loooooooong interview that I had done with a cricketer on Saturday.

Oh, I know what I must mention. On Saturday, I was at Kensington Cricket Club in Rollington Town, near Vaz Prep School. During the lunch break when the teams were inside eating, I went to the car for something, and was actually sitting in the car when it unfolded....

A police vehicle drove up to the gate, two police persons (man and woman) jumped out, one drew a regular gun, the woman drew an automatic gun and pointed to across the field. Ah say, "yes now....ah go get shot in a cross fire". But the strange thing is that there had been no activity at the cricket ground that would suggest that the police should come there.

Anyway, I started the car after they ran across the cricket field, ready to high tail it out of there, but ah say no. Let me get my heart rate back down, and watch how this is going to unfold. They ran to a perimeter concrete fence and jumped over.

Now the jumping over part is funny. You know how in the movies, they just sort of sail over the wall? Well, clearly these officers not fit. I witnessed one having to haul up the other with great difficulty. The Jamaica Defence Force cricket team was one of the opponents, and one of their players later on was laughing at the police, saying that the wall was very low and easy to scale and that they not fit. He recounted being on joint operations with them, and seeing more evidence of their unfitness. The JDF soldiers have to pass a fitness test every 6 months, so they have to stay in shape.

I heard later on too, that the police were looking for some men who had held up a drinks truck in the area earlier. I didn't hear any rat-a-tat, so I guess no one was shot.

Now I have to do some rat-a-tatting of my own, because these annoying creatures are buzzing around, and stopping on, my leg! Take that (splat) and that (buff).

Posted by yamfoot at May 17, 2004 11:03 AM
Comments

Yammie, you might want to get some Fucicort cream and apply to the bites twice daily. (Should not need to use on any one bite for more than 'bout 7 days. BTW, Rx required, so check you Auntie.) Helps with the itching and prevents them for becoming infected.

Otherwise, you might like to buy one of them electric swatters...shaped like a tennis racquet to fry the buggers! I get a high (not quite as good as VX ;-)) out of hearing them fry or pop...but maybe is jus a man ting dat! If not, Vape mat.

As for them Police...maybe you shudda invite dem to follow you to gym!

Posted by: Dr. D. at May 17, 2004 04:47 PM

Hmmm.... You were brave to stick around, Mich. Good for you. I didn't know the JDF guys had to pass fitness tests biannually. Interesante!

Posted by: M.B. at May 17, 2004 11:20 PM