Thursday 29 September 2011

Eight legged beastie


There was a loud scream; it must have come from me, because that spider was a beast. Jumped onto my bed so it couldn’t reach me, and stood there for a whole 5 minutes, unable to move from shock. I haven’t had a very good experience with insects and arachnids this autumn; just the other day a fly drowned in my tea L Now I’m walking around wide-eyed, paranoid of every touch and sound… maybe coffee will help…
    Off to sew some feathers onto my straw hat, then I’ll put conkers around my bed, as I’ve found out that spiders don’t like them. Seems like we’ll get on well… -k 

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