In the kitchen last night my Mrs said err that’s a big spider, as usual I ignored her and carried on.
She got a piece of kitchen roll and put it in the bin.
In the corner of my eye I thought has she crushed it or not.
Went to the bin this morning to deposit my tea bag and there it was staring at me..
It was huge with legs like those huge poles they have at the Etihad to hold the roof in place and a body it was dragging along the waste.
I had to act quickly by retrieving the piece of kitchen roll which meant getting my hands covered in the remains of last night tea, COD in butter sauce which ended up under my finger nails before carrying out a summary execution, not on my Mrs I hasten to add, though she would have been the preferred option at the time.