Killer Mosquitos on the loose!

So there I was on Monday night minding my own business on the rugby pitch when I was ambushed in a most impolite manner by a winged missile. I felt it immediately. Looked down to see the tell-tale red pin prick. Attack confirmed.
I think it must have been the King of Squitos who got me (possibly trying to knight me for services to the Greeting Card Industry)


or an agent for a foreign superpower employing the old 'poisoned umbrella' technique. Either way they left one impressive calling card.














Day 1: the area 3 inches all round went hard, like when water gets dripped onto sugar.
Day 2: pink and puffy. Elephantitis of the ankle! Strange walking technique.
Day 3: S-C-R-A-T-C-H.
Day 4: Strange transparent fluid filled globe like the Eden project on my leg. Maybe it was an alien attack and now I am incubating a new race on my leg...