[growl] I swear I'm being stalked by a stegasaurus...
(For those not fluent in Joules, stegasaurus is Taylorspeke for
tegenaria.
This is a
tegenaria. They're big, and fast, they like to hide in folds of material, and when alarmed they run
upwards, making them a bugger to catch.) Over the last seven days I've found six of the damned things. Three of them (one by one over four days, not all at the same time) were on the curtain between my room and the lounge: those were relatively easy to evict, I just had to be quick with glass and postcard. And the one in the outdoor loo I booted out without problems. The big one up in the corner of the stairwell was a bit more of a hassle, as it was well out of my reach, but Ken could - just - trap the thing in the usual glass, and I deported it to the top of the garden.
So far so good. But last night (well, early this morning) when I dragged myself up to bed, there was one in the bath. A
large one. Which would have required me to come down for a glass and postcard, catch the thing, unset the alarm, and throw spider out into the garden, and I was just too tired. So I pulled the shower curtain outside the tub and took the bathmat off the side of the bath so it couldn't get out, and left it for later in the morning.
Only Ken put the curtain back in and hung the mat back in place before I had a chance to speak to him, and when I commented that he'd deported the beastie, he gave me a blank look and said "what stegasaurus?"
[sigh] So we have a rampaging stegasaurus somewhere in the house - probably upstairs. (Don't worry, GoodTwin and Sue, it'll be gone before next Friday.) This is annoying, but I suppose it goes with the territory.
It's been a strange sort of day - a lot of housework type things, shopping, washing (the weather's been glorious) and general tidying up. Ken's thinking of taking Kai out tomorrow - it's the 2007
Bristol Doors Open Day, and apparently there's also a Masonic Hall open in Bath, which might be helpful research for his Dartmouth trip in November. I'm thinking of finally painting the larder - and if I'm going to do
that, I may as well clear the kitchen floor and give that a scrub as well. Then again, there's a lot of garden tidying up still to do...
See how I feel in the morning. For now, back to
Haadri.
Labels: Haadri, spiders, sprogs
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