Last year, about this time, I came home from work to find that my living room and bedroom had been infested by these, and when I say infested I mean many thousands of the bloody things crawling all over everything. Obviously I freaked out big time, and then got the Dyson and hoovered them all up the tube (quite a satisfying feeling). When I came home again later, they had arrived again, and once more they met their Dyson fate. The whole thing carried on for about 36 hours, and then, as soon as they had arrived, they departed. Anyway, this year I am prepared and have been waiting for them. They're a little later this year, but tonight as I sat watching 'The Best of Top Gear', one landed on me, and I looked around the room and there were about 8 of the little blighters flying around the room.
This means war.