Arachnid

Thursday November 22nd

And here's our room mate for our stay in Melbourne; a half-grown huntsman spider who's taken up residence on the wall above the air-con unit. I spotted him this morning as we were tucking into our cereal.

The thing is, Steve Irwin's made a bit of an impression on me really, so having noticed the spider I thought I'd wait for Darren to wake up before alerting him to the arachnid situation, but when I showed it to him, he was reluctant to kill it.

"What would Steve Irwin do?" I asked him

"He'd say, Crikey, look at this spider. Isn't she a beauty?"

I think that's batman-language for "please don't make me kill it because I think it might be one of those jumping spiders"

Anyway, I'm letting it stay. It's character building, you know, having a big spider sleeping in the room nextdoor. It was either that or tackle it myself and since I saw him rearing up onto his back legs in attack mode, I've granted him an emergency visa, no restrictions, no red tape.

Jeeeeesus.