Saw a TV programme a couple of nights ago about a family taking a gap year to travel around the world.
On one leg of their journey they lived with a remote tribe in New Guinea. I shuddered at how quickly they were attacked by all manner of insects & leeches all intent on feasting on their blood.
A question struck me slap in the face...........what sort of personality creates all these creatures with all manner of ingenious ways of getting to your blood & feasting upon it & then holds blood to be so sacred that you should be prepared to allow your kid to die through lack of a life saving transfusion?
(No dubby lurkers they won't eat straw in the new world, so please don't even think of going there )