another spider family ripped apart...

So, I was in my bedroom, and I thought I would have a nice warm shower before snuggling into bed.

So ho ho, sneaky sneaky little mousey, grabby towely, quietly quietly, little mousey girl opening little doorsies.

'OHMYDAYS YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT IS TOTALLY FREAKING GOING ON'

I opened my bedroom door and my sister was standing there in her jammies hopping about like some sort of complete twat. As you may have guessed, she had spotted a spider the size of a grapefruit on the landing.

This obviously meant fifteen minutes of dithering about with cardboard tubes. My sister likes to play a game called 'see how close you can tip-toe towards the spider before you have a complete ditherspaz and do an impression of a hummingbird'.

EVENTUALLY she had a complete spaz attack and threw one of the tubes at the poor spider before mashing it to death and then beating its corpse 'just to make sure'.

By this time I had locked myself in the bathroom, and when I came out the spider was gone and my sister was sitting bolt upright in her bed pretending to read a magazine.

That poor, poor spider. So young (possibly) and the death (brutal murder) came as such a shock, and so close to Christmas.

Still, at least it can't crawl across my face in the middle of the night now.
Unless all of it's spider chums want revenge...

... Oh God.