As I wrote, the children’s last scenes took place after dark out in the country. That means mosquitos.
Mosquitos love me. They will hunt me down in a crowd. My wife is astounded how quickly they home in on me.
A logical combination of the previous two paragraphs explains why I’ve spent the last day and half scratching my ankles and feet. Mosquitos in warm regions of the US (I’ve had lengthy stays in Houston and San Jose) bite, and the reaction itches for a day. The mosquitos in Montreal make you suffer for a week.
Thank goodness for Gold Bond Medicated Cream. It’s the only thing I’ve ever found that really does stop the itch. Calamine is a joke.
I have to stop shilling….