I now have a clear understanding of the difference between disliking something and fearing it. Cockroaches, for example, I dislike, they are big and for some reason I have taken a great dislike to the fact that they are shiny. They are usually discovered and some expletives are shared and then I use the wondrous stuff that is ‘Hit’ and they are flushed down the toilet. Mosquitos again are something I dislike, but I think you already know that.
Spiders however I fear. One of my poor ex-boyfriends can testify how much I hate and fear spiders after one ran out of my wellington boot at Glastonbury and I cried for an hour – well I was hung-over, cold and tired but I still do not think it is much of excuse. They bring me out in a sweat and I can feel my heart beat increase rapidly. I don’t even know why I fear them so much; I live in the UK where all spiders are pretty much harmless.
Then this turned up, well to be more accurate it ran from behind my toilet up the wall:
I can honestly say this is the biggest spider I have seen in the flesh that has not been in a cage. As I was sprinting out of the bathroom I very nearly broke my neck in the process as I slipped on the floor whilst shouting “Oh Fucking Hell!”
I dragged Evelyn to view it 30 seconds after she had woken up. She is far, far braver than I am as she nearly went to touch it but we both agreed it was huge. I am sorry to have to dispose of them but that said if the thing is bigger than my hand then we can’t live together. For one thing my nerves won’t take it and having spent the morning in work shuddering at the mere thought of it and having nearly induced a panic attack I couldn’t really stand next to it when showering.
At least I have managed to confirm that I really do have a fear of spiders and that ‘Hit’ actually works on most things!
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