Marilyn was all for wholesale murder but I am more inclined to catch them and gently chuck them into the garden. I use a small brush and dustpan or, occasionally, a feather duster, hoping to catch their hairy legs in the fronds. I don't always have much success and Marilyn throws her hands in the air, thinking of the finality of wholesale slaughter. It doesn't always pay to be kind.
A couple of weeks ago, I spotted a couple of the monsters in the car. Clearly, they were quicker than me and scurried out of sight. One hopped out when Jamie opened the back seat a few days later but the other one didn't surface until today when I folded down the back seat to fit in a long parcel. I didn't catch it, of course, and it escaped under the driver's seat where it might still be. I haven't the heart to tell Marilyn in case she refuses to get back in the car, and I'll have to make a real effort tomorrow to seek and destroy. Maybe some kind of insecticide bomb might be a good idea.
What amazes me is that large spiders can find enough to eat in the small world of a car. It just makes you think about what food sources it finds. What other creepy crawlies have made their home there? There could be a whole eco-system driving around on those four wheels.
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