After noticing something flung into my van window at 50mph yesterday and briefly thinking ... Wasp! I promptly forgot and was reminded several minutes later when I pulled up at home, sat back in a sigh of relief at the end of another week and was promptly stung in the small of my back. I react badly to bites and stings and knew I would be going on a Histamine rollercoaster for the next eleventy2 hours!
So I jumped out the cab, reached for my Rothenberger blow torch (on the passenger seat) and incinerated the little fucker.
Today (still in pain) I spent the afternoon at a family barbecue, torch to hand, protecting everyone from the bloody useless but pesky things... Last count was 25 me, wasps nil.
I am now a hero :)