It has been a long time since I screamed, the odd profanity if anything if anything had shocked me, but today! Today jolted me into finding out how do my own little bit on Facebook. I moved my thermal booties in a vague attempt at a tidy up in the bedroom, and the gigantic grandpappy of all monster spiders ran at me, fangs on show. I truly screamed with the size of it.tiptoeing downstairs to fetch the trusty dyson , that has already become the burial site of the annual spider migration to spiders that have strayed into my house, keeping fingers crossed that it would stay put under the bootie I had thrown over it in an attempt to stop it going awol and making me move into spare room. I moved the bootie half hoping still there and at the same time dreading seeing it again. with vacuum switched on I approached the scene of the crime, and cutting iff its escape route suctioned it up. It made a little bid for freedom by hanging on to the side of the hose, thank god dyson got more suction than el chespo sweepers. The end of the hose is sealed up with plastic bag and elastic band round incase it only got concussion not dead. It rattled as it went up the hose. Next job emptying the thing. Will be in PPE outside.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 08:49:25 +0000
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