They're one of life's mysteries, those pesky things that reproduce as rapidly as rabbits or a virus gone wild, and serve no useful purpose.
I'm talking about fruit flies of course. I saw the first one buzzing over my morning fruit on Friday and now they move through the house in swarms that look like miniature storm clouds.
I can only hope that they will soon reach a number where they can lift a banana - in which case I'll open a window and let them carry the fruit away.
Perhaps then I'll be able to eat a peach without swatting at the end of my nose and knocking my eyeglasses from my head.
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