So, after a rather big operation I am told to do nothing for 6 weeks. Of course I have probs just doing nothing, so of course I overdid things. Had some terrible pain in tummy, Dianne comes into my room to tuck me in........she suddenly has a look of terror on her face, she grabs my arm and says dont panic This was enough to tell me what she was looking at.......a big male teenage huntsman just above my bed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaarrggggg, I have a phobia about spiders. Anyhoo, the bastard got away and went under my bed. I had to sleep with my sis and 3 fricken dogs. Now my room has to be done and he needs to be got or I cant sleep in my own bed again. I hate spiders.
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 01:26:28 +0000
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