Well a strange day – firstly the new section of the ExquisiteWriting.com website is live – here: http://www.exquisitewriting.com/music-writer/

We had a fantastic client who has allowed us to post his work as samples, and another amazing client that wrote us a lovely testimonial, so the Music writing section is now up and running. With Rud being a musician it makes it easy for us to do audio and music related work! We get a lot of queries to write music sites, press releases, bios, MySpace pages etc etc. It was just so nice to get such a lovely client endorsement.

OUTSIDE the office it was a hot day. Sunny, warm, and surprisingly buzzy…

We have with wasps. We are inundated with apples on the trees this year; the branches are almost touching the ground (and in some cases resting ON the ground). And we are discovering that dogs and wasps don't mix!

Gilly got stung in his mouth today, Rud stood on a wasp yesterday in the bedroom, and we chased them out of the office all morning – and it became apparent that either we have a nest, or we have some kind of weird affinity with wasps!

Enter the apple trees. Where the odd early apple has fallen off, aided and abetted by a rather careless mower man on Tuesday, they are mangled on the ground (well, chopped to rotting pieces by said lawnmowing). And a wasp magnet.

I had a look and saw at least 30 under ONE tree (we have 5 apple trees, one pear albeit sans fruit this year, on greengage and one plum) and I decided that was it. This was WAR!

Armed with a wasp trap, homemade from a drinks bottle full of apple and mango juice, I braved the garden to stand the trap on the railings around the deck. Nearly standing on another wasp, I decided to make another – they take all of about 2 minutes to make! By the time I had the second one ready, the first trap had already caught 3 wasps! Now, for all the Buddhists out there, yes, the trap DOES kill the wasps, but there are a lot of worse ways to go than drowning in apple and mango juice. Ask my slugs.

By 6 this evening we were wasp free at least for the most part, and I'm very relieved. Gilly isn't exactly famous for his common sense (this is the dog that runs into lampposts because he doesn't look where he is going!)