Found a wasps nest in the loft 2 years ago, it was about the size of a fridge. Wasps had access in and out of the loft through air bricks in the roof so they weren't really bothering me until one got in my bedsheets one night and ended up stinging me on the inside of my lip, my face swelled up massively and hurt for a couple of hours.
So I decide to get rid of them and go see landlady, very sorry and apologetic she is and promptly rings Rentokill who advise us they'll be round the later in the week to get rid of the nest. Rentokill come round and the boy they send must be all of 18, straight up in to the loft with his long stick thing he goes and kills the fucking nest. Packs up his gear and leaves the house.
I go to the shop to get some sweets and when I come back the silly fucker has left the loft hatch open and my flat has about 500 angry wasps in it. I got stung about 12 times trying to open all the windows and then spent half of the morning sat on the pavement wimpering with no T-shirt on waiting for the wasps to leave the house. T-shirt was lost in a battle to a few of the wasps on the stairs.
Found a wasps nest in the loft 2 years ago, it was about the size of a fridge. Wasps had access in and out of the loft through air bricks in the roof so they weren't really bothering me until one got in my bedsheets one night and ended up stinging me on the inside of my lip, my face swelled up massively and hurt for a couple of hours.
So I decide to get rid of them and go see landlady, very sorry and apologetic she is and promptly rings Rentokill who advise us they'll be round the later in the week to get rid of the nest. Rentokill come round and the boy they send must be all of 18, straight up in to the loft with his long stick thing he goes and kills the fucking nest. Packs up his gear and leaves the house.
I go to the shop to get some sweets and when I come back the silly fucker has left the loft hatch open and my flat has about 500 angry wasps in it. I got stung about 12 times trying to open all the windows and then spent half of the morning sat on the pavement wimpering with no T-shirt on waiting for the wasps to leave the house. T-shirt was lost in a battle to a few of the wasps on the stairs.
Wasps are cunts of the highest order.