I had a Pukka Pie for dinner last night – it was foul. The last time I had one was after football, when I had drank a couple of pints, thus increasing my appetite and tolerance of crap food. Last night I was sober and did not enjoy the pie at all. I think I’ll stick to The Pieminister from now on – they’re delicious.
Ever wondered how Easter Eggs are made?
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I’m now off work until Wednesday, thanks to Easter – a break which couldn’t come soon enough.
This morning was spent giving the flat a much needed spring clean – a boring, yet somewhat satisfying task once complete. I am pleased to report that during my clean, I did not find one spider. Hopefully the news of the previous deaths has filtered thorough the spider grapevine. Like British sailors in Iranian waters – these eight-legged foes are not welcome.
With the surfaces and carpet spotless, and the air filled with the smell of bleach, I enjoyed a lazy afternoon drinking coffee, listening to music and playing Fifa on the PlayStation. The weather was hot, very hot. Days like today make me feel envious of my neighbour downstairs with the garden flat. Still, even if I did have it, I doubt I would use it for fear of being spied upon by the flats above. I’m a little paranoid like that.
I saw a big spider last night – the second since moving into my new flat. This is becoming a worryingly frequent occurrence, having not seen one in a whole year at my old flat, Newbridge Hill. I hope my new home is not also a dwelling for a family of spiders – I saw a cluster of babies last week!
The spider which invaded my bedroom last night is now dead, having been brought down from the ceiling with vigorous blasts of Raid insect spray, and then pummelled to death with my shoe.
I was then left with a problem. As well as having a dead body on my hands, I also had a bedroom which had been filled with insect killer. Not wanting to be gassed to death in my sleep, I had to leave both the door and window open – exposing me to the cold and ironically, more spiders from outside!
Does anyone know of any animals which eat spiders? I may get one as a pet.
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.
