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Sunday, 5 September 2010

Q: What's Got Eight Legs and is Not Welcome in My House?

A: Spider!

Is it just me, or are they EVERYWHERE at the moment? Massive, fat, hairy, mutant spiders.

The number of times in the past couple of weeks me and Mr G have been sat quietly watching a bit of Midsomer Murders or CSI only for me to leap up onto the arm of the sofa, screaming like a banshee to alert Mr G to an arachnid the size of a toddler galloping over our Larry Speare.

Last night having already been interrupted by the daddy of the family appearing from under the settee like a greyhound out of the traps, I was woken in the middle of the night by Mr G who SAT on me because he dreamt there was another one crawling on him.

PLEASE stop creeping into my house!!!

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