Thursday, 25 September 2014
On Tuesday morning a warm and sunny Autumn day, I was going about my duties at St M's when a trip to the loo became necessary.
Innocently approaching the hand basin I saw it had an occupant. Roughly about 3 inches in diameter and sitting black and squat and evil in the centre.
Hastily turning to the other hand basin I completed the fastest hand wash in history and made my shaky way to the refectory where my obvious agitation caused mild concern until I had explained the reason. The resulting "Oohs, Ohs and Yuks", caused a young male volunteer to offer assistance.
I yelled a completely unreasonable "Don't kill it" after his retreating back and he vanished. It seemed about 10 minutes - probably more like 30 seconds - before he returned holding something very carefully wrapped in a paper napkin headed for the door and proceeded to release his captive in the churchyard.
About an hour later, as we went into the Lady Chapel for the lunchtime eucharist, the caretaker told us the spider had tried to come back in (The main doors are kept wide open all day) and someone else had taken it back to the far side of the churchyard.
It obviously knew where its home was and resented being evicted.
They don't call them house spider for nothing.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 10:53:00 am