I’m really enjoying the 15 minute bushwalk I get every morning on the way to the station, but this rain is taking the fun out of it. Three times this week, I’ve sat down on the train and settled in to read a book when my ankle began to itch. Reaching down, each time I found a slimy critter getting ready to take a bite. The looks I get from the other passengers are worse than the horror of finding a blood-sucking slug attaching itself to my flesh.