I made the grave mistake of forgetting to close my bedroom window this morning. This meant my flat was exposed to the elements all day and evening… the elements and the creatures of the garden.
My fears were confirmed when I noticed a giant beast of a spider sitting happily on my bedroom wall. It must have found its way in during the day.
Now don’t judge me – I am not normally cruel to animals and if my phobia of spiders was not as great as it is, I would have happily caught the creature in a pint glass (anything less would have been far too small) and put it to outside. However, I am not Steve Irwin and I hate creepy crawlies – especially 8 legged ones.
I had to kill it with that dodgy spray I have. The trouble was, after spraying the beast, it ran towards my bed. The last thing I wanted was to have it running all over my pillows and duvet! I managed to bravely block its path and force it to run onto the floor. It was a valiant effort on my part.
The spider has now run under by bed. Hopefully it is now dead. If it is alive, I am sure it will come and seek revenge upon me in the small hours.
After the great battle, I rang Claire (who is in Walsall) in a state of panic – she must have thought my flat had been invaded by serial killers. Luckily she sympathised with my fears – after all, she’s scared of wasps and bees. Unlike Claire, I don’t mind flying insects; but if spiders were to ever grow wings and stingers, Claire and me would both be forced to live in a constant state of fear.
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About Me
So you stumbled across my blog. No doubt after searching for something bizarre on Google. Before you hit that 'Back Button', why not stay and have a read for a few minutes?
If you are after a website which gives advice on how to hack an iPhone X, download the latest Steven Seagal movie, or view nudy ladies, you've come to the wrong place and may now press 'Back'.
However, if you would like a lifestyle blog, written by a 30-something chap, living in Bath (England), feast your eyes on this.
You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
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