Even though travel restrictions are easing I am not yet minded to risk it so I still have no new stories to post so I continue to go through my picture archives and see where I was on this day at any time in the last few travelling years.
On 22nd August 2015 I was on a family holiday in Mid Wales…
The first day was a washout but that isn’t unusual in Wales. In 1972 I went to University in Cardiff and spent about 90% of my student grant on raincoats and umbrellas.
We went to bed but sometime about one o’clock Kim woke me to say she could hear something – something fluttering. I told her she was imagining things and that she should go back to sleep but then I heard it too. A gentle quivering high in the beams, probably a moth I reassured myself but then Kim demanded man action so I got out of bed and turned on the light. Oh My God it was a bat. A bat. A bloody bat!
Have Bag, Will Travel 
Wow!
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Did he took your blood lol!
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Fangs for that!
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Thanks for the laughs! When we bought our home twenty years ago, a condition of sale was all the bats in the attic had to be removed. One returned through an open window during a storm. What an adventure!
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Thanks for adding your story.
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I had the same thing happen to me. Lying in a dark room, listening to what I thought at first was a very loud moth. But it was NOT! https://crystaltrulove.com/2018/08/10/night-life/
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Thanks for the link, I enjoyed reading the story.
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