After the 15 hour flight to Thailand, I was still a bit jet-lagged when making coffee in the little Italian machine we always carry with us. I filled up the base, scooped coffee in and set it on the stove.
When I tried to pour the coffee, little came out so I opened the top and found a vile brownish slug-like creature, as big as a child's fist, quivering and pulsating in the top compartment. With a yell of utter disgust, I threw the pot into the trash bin along with the Asian insect horror.
My wife was really cross with me for throwing away a pair of brand new socks she had put in the compartment to stop the lid rattling during the journey.
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