There's a spider in my bathroom. One of those big ones which hunt rather than spin. I quite like having it around the place, keeping the mosquito population down, and the woodlice in line. And I got quite attached to it during the 24 hours it spent resting thoughtfully in the toothglass like a cocktail novelty.
But this morning I had to get it out of the bath, which was stressful for both of us. Didn't there used to be a product called a spider ladder freely available? Oh, wait. Some genius has patented it. Well, bully for them. Perhaps I can make one myself out of scoobies or something.
This slice o' piratey goodness is a reminder to me that I am failing in my duties to the internet in not scanning all my cool stuff and putting it online. On the other hand, I'm failing my house in not doing more stuff like this to it. Just a failure all round, really.
I want to make tiny comics and package them in teabag wallets. Anyone have any good tea-based stories to share with me?
The Mirror Project's taking longer to process things nowadays, isn't it? Still, this shot of Chihuly's gigantic shiny baubles was worth the wait, I thought.
I remembered to mitigate the horrors of the headlines by trawling science and nature today. Hurray! Oliver from Great Barr has invented the genuinely annoying-sounding weather predicting clothespeg, that "locks down" when it thinks its going to rain. Apparently he was inspired by his own personal frustrations with soggy pants. Aren't we all, luv, aren't we all...
No? Just me then.
But this morning I had to get it out of the bath, which was stressful for both of us. Didn't there used to be a product called a spider ladder freely available? Oh, wait. Some genius has patented it. Well, bully for them. Perhaps I can make one myself out of scoobies or something.
This slice o' piratey goodness is a reminder to me that I am failing in my duties to the internet in not scanning all my cool stuff and putting it online. On the other hand, I'm failing my house in not doing more stuff like this to it. Just a failure all round, really.
I want to make tiny comics and package them in teabag wallets. Anyone have any good tea-based stories to share with me?
The Mirror Project's taking longer to process things nowadays, isn't it? Still, this shot of Chihuly's gigantic shiny baubles was worth the wait, I thought.
I remembered to mitigate the horrors of the headlines by trawling science and nature today. Hurray! Oliver from Great Barr has invented the genuinely annoying-sounding weather predicting clothespeg, that "locks down" when it thinks its going to rain. Apparently he was inspired by his own personal frustrations with soggy pants. Aren't we all, luv, aren't we all...
No? Just me then.
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Like your leg.
thanks for the phone-number the other day- as you may have guessed the Germans skipped Oxford in the end.
Neat idea, but that's a whole lot of dusting! :-)
Hmmm, I nearly bought a stuffed owl once. From a taxidermy-and-toy shop. But I resisted.
Alas, the one of you with a halo of lens flare didn't quite make the final selection, and Jo ducked out of her shot altogether -- no mean feat with fish eye lens.
do you have a particular story? That you wouldn't mind being illustrated?
i wouldn't want to actually live there though.
it somehow puts me in mind of this crazy car, too.
I am a bit twitch about keeping my house somewhere to live. There's a local millionaire who just adopts artists and gets them to do things to his house which is all very well but he's ended up actually mostly living in the attic ...
Think I will do a UV room, though. The downstairs toilet has no windows, so it's just asking for it.
I'm fine with the classic glass and paper technique, but avoiding hurting the legs or getting crawled on (ugh) always causes me stress. My little sister had a real thing about picking up, holding and stroking spiders so I know they very seldom bite, but I still don't want one crawling up my sleeve.
I also used to give my old Mog weak milky tea occasionally, initially cos I was sorry for her, her previous owner used to give her a pint of milk a day, (not good for a cat at all, and Jeez, even if it wasn't bad for 'em I wouldn't buy a pint of milk for a mog!) but she missed the stuff, and anyway she seemed to like tea, since she'd help herself to any cold tea lying around in mugs.
Didn't seem to do her any harm, since she lived to be 18 years old. I used to dream of training her to drink coffee, as for the 8 years I owned her she was on daily medication, the vet told me the pills were in actual fact caffeine. If only she could've drunk coffee instead, it would have been a darn sight cheaper than the pills were.
:-)