I wasn't outside! The horrible monster was in the living room and attacked me as I came through the door! It drilled through me trousers to me leg, too, so I feel REALLY hard done by!
The one that drilled my waist in the summer was in the dining room... The ones outside that rivalled the deer for our picnic at Knole in August were less problem... The deer climbed up my back and over me to get the cucumber, the wasps just buzzed about at the fruit and champagne, and we battet any really pesky one away with a plate. I banged the deer on the nose with a plate too, but it came back! Alan had to lift it off me and flap his jacket at it to get it to leave us alone!
I really don't know which is more of a pest: deer or wasps! :D