Monday, 3 September 2007
Four pairs of trousers
Here's someone who took up residence on my bathroom windowsill some weeks ago. Let's call him Dave.*
Damn right he's pissed off - I just moved the cord which pulls the blinds, and trashed his web. I must have grown quite fond of his presence there, since I actually found myself saying sorry, before I realised how ridiculous that was. This had to be blogged about.
Update: Well he's finally done some rebuilding of his web, it's all rather half-hearted and slow going though. Reminds me of the opening (or was it closing?) sequence to The Rockford Files, or at least the arachnoid equivalent.
More news as it happens.
*name changed from Juan to protect his confidentiality