I trained myself not to be scared of spiders, but earwigs ... ak ak ak. I've now trained my spiders to eat earwigs
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Originally posted by piskieinboots View Postaye he is - he has moved from the hall/ceiling at bottom of stairs to the dining roomWhat lies behind us,And what lies before us,Are tiny matters compared to what lies Within us ...
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I can't stand the things, so I can't help Piskie. I got up as usual at 5 this morning, went to the lottie to let the chooks out, feed and water them etc then came home and went back to bed. If you do it quick enough it's less like starting the day at five and more like a slight interruption to a normal night's sleep. Anyway, no spider when I left, but a gianormous one on the bedroom wall when I came back. OH dealt with it, BUT it is almost September, the month when the dratted things are everywhere, searching for other spiders with a view to romance and a quick lunch. I dread it. Last year I encountered my first one on August 22nd (I remember the details vividly, more so than the fact that it was also the day my grandson was born) and the last one on October 3rd, so for the next six weeks I'll be checking every ceiling and wall before I settle down in a room. Why can't the blasted things stay outside where they belong?Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.
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Autumn must be well and truely on its way, we had a mahoosive spider in the living room on Saturday evening. There we were, quietly watching 'Outnumbered', when my OH says 'Now, don't scream...', and I know what that means!! Thirty seconds later, it was curtains for the spider and the vaccuum cleaner got a bit of a work-out to boot.
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Spiders make my skin crawl and you're rite P: there are some humdingers coming in at the mo and yes I do have to check once I've trapped them - mainly to see if they're still as gross as I 1st thought. It's a bit like poking a mouth ulcer or bruise to see if they still hurt. Doesn't make sense but you still do it.
I try to catch them in glasses but since the Barley's been harvested they're bigger than the glasses we have, so there's been a few lost legs in the last couple of weeks.
Everyone thinks I'm mad cos once they're in the glass I swirl them around (with the 'lid' firmly in place) and then chuck them over nearest wall/hedge/gate. My theory is the swirling makes them dizzy, so they loose their sense of direction and don't come straight back
Someone once told me they come in this time of year looking for water to drink which is why they are very often found in the bath or sink - you could offer Borris a glass of water and then ask him to put the glass in the dishwasher on his way outLast edited by lizzylemon; 24-08-2009, 04:52 PM.
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We had one the other day that even His Lordship wouldn't pick up, it was enormousHayley B
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An Egg is for breakfast, a chook is for life
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The really big ones are the females and so he's probably a....um... Borisina? The males can be really titchy in comparison.....unless he really is a Boris, but then you really wouldn't want to meet the wife.Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.
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(s)he is still on the dining room wall and I have just managed to eat my lamb chops with home-grown veg and minted gravy - sitting opposite him/her
I had a lovely large glass on cloudy lemonade (no vodka!!), clearly wasn't to his/her liking cos (s)he is still sat there in 'freeze, human alert ' mode
I am going to sit this one out - well, at least until my son arrives here on Wednesday, darn nusiance if he isn't too keen on them eitheraka
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We have a pint jug for the really big ones as they won't fit in a tumblerHayley B
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An Egg is for breakfast, a chook is for life
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Originally posted by piskieinboots View Post(s)he is still on the dining room wall and I have just managed to eat my lamb chops with home-grown veg and minted gravy - sitting opposite him/her
That sounds very romantic! Did s/he dress for dinner? I love spiders, which is bizarre, given how any nightmares I have include them, with lots of webs involved!
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