Incy, wincy – well no – a bloody big one actually is living on the shelf in our toilet – well the room that contains the toilet. He’s living in a large plastic container which we keep the dying cactus in – I forgot to take it out after decorating.
Well I was going to obliterate him when I first saw him – but it was late and I was tired and I was deperate for a pee. So I sorta left him alone.
I keep forgetting about him – until such times as I need to go for a pee and usually that is not the time i want to go hunting. Well not until I’ve washed my hands – by which time there is usually something fascinating to do – like drink tea – which sorta starts the cycle.
Anyway he’s been there for two weeks and last night I was working to two in the morning – then went to the loo and I couldn’t see him. But after looking for awhile i could see he was hiding from the light behind the dead catus plant.
So now we’re sorta of friends – I couldn’t bring myself to kill him and I’d kinda miss him when working late – when there’s just me and spider awake.
And anyhow Spiderman was my mostest, bestest favourite American comic book hero.
