my poetry did the job.
I decided to attack from two side's. It's a clasical battle-move... (and if it's not, it should be).
I put the helmet in a large bucket with water... and then started to read poetry.
First a moth came out one of the vents... but I think he liked the poetry... he settled down on the visor.
After I persuaded him to leave with a sharp knife (it was for the scorpion) I continued to read my poetry.
Just when I was sure there was no sign of life in there anymore..... the little bastard came crawling out.... it had tears in it's little eyes (and earplugs).
Again i used the knife... this time to give swimming lessons.
Now I am drying the helmet in the sun.... I put up a sign "no squaters"
I also found a solution for the future..... the little net my wife uses to wash her bra and panty's etc in the washing machine..... it's made of fine mesh and has a zipper......
And it even smeels nice 
Thanks for the advice.
Maarten
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my poetry did the job.
don't loose your towel !
Don't forget to check your..................
Ive never seen one big enough for my helmet!!!
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