Apparently, a couple of minbeasts that live in my house have read my blogs over the last few days and have decided they want to be the feature character in my fairy tale. I really, really cannot stress how much I hate spiders. Truly, truly hate them. I scream like a girl (since I am a girl, I feel this is ok to admit), and jump around and pray that there is someone else at home to kill them. But if I am alone, I will be brave and try - with something that will keep my hand and body as far away from the spider as possible. So imagine my terror today when I see something walking across my floor that is truly, the largest spider I have ever seen in my life. Hubby and I joke that everything in England is on steroids because of their size - the birds, the bumblebees, and apparently this holds true for spiders. I, in my terror, did actually stop to take a picture of this spider, just to prove how large it really was. However, he started moving faster, I snapped it and then had to promptly squish him as he was trying to make his escape, so only part of his enormously large body made it into the picture (see above, click on it to enlarge the view). I was not stupid enough to keep trying to take a picture, the thought of missing it and it sneaking up on me in my sleep for a counter attack was too scary to contemplate. But apparently, someone in his family was mad enough to seek revenge for his death, because when the girls and I got home from school, he came running out in front of us. All three of us screamed like girls and it took cover in a hole by the front radiator. So at this moment, Bean is taking first watch, reading a book to entertain herself and is patiently waiting for it to come out of his little hiding place so that we can smash it. (note the weapons laying nearby: paper towel and shoe). Minibeast - we will defeat you!
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