This is the noise I make when I find this in my bath...
It's bigger than it looks. I wasn't getting any closer with the camera.
But Rol, you like spiders.
No, I like Spider-Man. And unless it's radioactive, you can keep beasties like the one above well away from me.
But September is Spider Season. I've fished two like the above out of my bath and carried them across the field in a mug (with a beermat on top) to release them to freedom in the wild. Then on Friday night, I'm unpacking my shopping, going to put some stuff in the freezer, and...
"Huaaarrrrghhh!"
It's a spider the size of a small badger, and I'm like Al Pacino in that blind dancing movie.
And when I finally set it free, far away from the house... I swear it was looking at me. With a grudge.
Louise tells me I'm wrong to take them away like this. She tells me they'll only find their way back inside. She tells me spiders having homing instincts better than pigeons. But no, I've been reading Spider-Man all my life, not once has Peter Parker used his amazing "proportionate homing-ability of a spider". I'm safe.
Wait, did you see that...?
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Centipedes, you need centipedes hun,... they eat spiders with wild abandon. I have a few hundred I would gladly trade with you, xoxo
You're brave bothering to photgraph it at all, I'd still be running!!
Our house is full of spiders. We've learnt to live with them since we've trained them not to drag lumps of food away from our plates...
I have loads of spiders in my place, I quite like them as they eat all the other creepy crawlies that ren't very interesting. Plus they poo webs everywhere.
Mind you, woke up the other day to find a spider of ungodly size right above my pillow...and I caught a glimpse of another sumbitch scuttling across the floor while I was distracted by the pC. I swear those arachnids are up to something...
There's nothing worse than waking up to find a spider crawling over your face...
I do like the oft-repeated fact that we are supposed to eat 8 whole ones during ou lifetime. I only like the fact.
Apparently, it's an urban myth.
I did once wake up with a squashed one on my pillow that I must have rolled my head onto in the night, but I've never woken up with one in my mouth.
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