Blasted thing bit me. It feels like the inside of my thigh is on fire. And the menace bit me just as I was struggling to pull up the OTTB riding school mare on a downhill wood path. The mare does NOT know how to walk downhill, it's either a trott or a canter. As the wasp bit me I yelped and the mare decided that yelping is the aid for canter downhill towards a 2m drop off. I thought I was a goner for sure.
No question, I'm just feeling sorry for myself and wanted a moan (and my husband retorts any horse-related moaning with "See what you get when you want to risk your neck").
Thank you for listening:)