Talk of the Devil.

Will was out at Choir last night.I saw Dulcie to bed. I got her a new blouse out of the wardrobe but must not have shut it properly."Just close that door," she said, "I don't want any cockroaches running about."I didn't either."I haven't seen any cockies recently," she went on."Me, either," I said.It was asking for trouble.I went downstairs and settled down on the sofa in the Man- Cave.I heard a strange rattling, whirring noise close by my head and turning, saw something whizz along the top of the sofa back.At first I thought it was the Huntsman spider.I leapt up and saw immediately that it was a big, brown, shiny cockroach!It was fast!.......but not fast enough.It made a mistake in showing itself to me.....a fatal mistake!