The Spider

This morning  I was roused from my slumbers by She Who Must Be Obeyed.  There was a spider in the bath.  Naked (steady!), bleary-eyed and semi-conscious, I made my way into the bathroom.  There, struggling to get out, was a cardinal spider.  Not Tarantulic in size, but the biggest of our native species, and totally harmless.  I evicted it out of the fan-sash window. 
I tried to leave the bathroom.  The Little Lady was the other side of the door, holding the handle, keeping the door firmly closed.  I guess She was ensuring that, in the event that the spider overpowered me, it could not rush Her.  Perhaps She was willing to sacrifice me in order to keep the house cobweb-free.

About snodlander
Snodlander is the nom de plume of Bob Simms. He is an IT trainer, but it's not as glamourous as it sounds. When he's not enthralling classes with adventures through SQL Server, he writes, draws and drinks his own home-brew. Buy his novel on Amazon Kindle at The Young Demon Keeper, It's 74p, for crying out loud!

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