Going batty

The family that cowers from a bat together bonds together

A bat flew into my house one night, flying non-stop around the living room in circles and causing my son, my husband (although he wouldn't admit it) and me to fall into a state of abject terror because: 1. It's a bat. 2. My husband was convinced that bats are flying petri dishes of deadly diseases, including Sars and Ebola and other yet-to-be-discovered but highly-transmissible bats-to-human viruses. And he wouldn't stop saying that even as we ducked on the floor, scared of getting hit in the head by a missile bat.

"Bats are full of viruses!" he yelled over the screaming.

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A version of this article appeared in the print edition of The Sunday Times on August 12, 2018, with the headline 'Going batty'. Print Edition | Subscribe