Happy Flying Ant Day!

Yesterday was Flying Ant Day. As is customary, may I wish everybody a 'Happy Flying Ant Day'.

What is Flying Ant Day you ask? Well, it's that special day of the year when suddenly there are flying ants everywhere; the day they all swarm up from their underground lairs and take to the skies. Ants don't usually have wings but after a particuarly hot spell of weather it means those that have been growing them come out into the heat to fly off to start a new colony (or something like that).

I know it was Flying Ant Day because I went to my parents house yesterday and in their garden they have a large patio which is very nice. Looking out of the lounge window I saw flying ants, millions of them, surging up from under the patio slabs. Now there are usually ants here on Flying Ant Day, but yesterday there were millions and millions, no exaggeration! It was quite disgusting actually, cos when we were in the garden the air was teeming with them, getting stuck on clothes and in hair and everything. So, its was up to dad, the alpha male, to fight against them and use the ultimate enemy of the flying ant: the kettle. 3 boiling water loads later, and there were still a lot of ants arounds but not as many as before.

Funny BBC article about Scottish Flying Ants from last year - here.

More about ants.


Bloody flying ants.