Tis the season for our winged friends to wreak their bloody habit again. I was awoken the other morning to the droning hum of the mosquito, searching for some unexposed flesh to feast on. Mosquitoes are nasty fellows, and I…
living and working in Malta
Tis the season for our winged friends to wreak their bloody habit again. I was awoken the other morning to the droning hum of the mosquito, searching for some unexposed flesh to feast on. Mosquitoes are nasty fellows, and I…