Posted by sean on September 18, 2014 at 9:48 pm in Spiders with No Comments


My apologies to our neighbours, who would almost certainly have heard screaming and shouting from our house this evening. Claire and I were not trying to murder each other – we were dealing with the first (and hopefully last) gigantic spider of 2014. I was happily downstairs, preparing lunch for work tomorrow, when I heard Claire shriek from the bathroom. She had spotted an eight-legged beast on our landing. I can’t deal with spiders at all, so Claire had to be the man of the house and deal with it. After lots of swearing and further screams, I managed to find a huge jar in the downstairs cupboard and bring it Claire to save the day. She eventually plucked up the courage to put the jar over it, something I would never be able to do. We then had the challenge of sliding paper underneath the jar, to flip it upside down. Five minutes followed, along with even more screams and profanities, but the spider was contained. We then walked it halfway up the street, in the middle of a thunder storm, forgetting any other phobias of lightning, and let it out on the pavement. I watched as it run off, in the direction of our neighbours houses. Cue mayhem in their house tonight when it finds its way under the front door.

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