Hurrah forran Punctured Pisc.
Isnât being, well, watertight fairly crucial for a Fish?
We had our flu jabs on Thursday at a local pharmacy. No ill-effects.
Now then - prescient, or wot? My Friday earworm was There Was An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly (sung by Burl Ives). So, guess who inhaled a flying creature while out walking, today? It feels as though itâs still in my pharynx, although I have (with much retching) thoroughly investigated. Yuk.
Soo xx
Yuk indeed, Soo
Do have some Gin, to soothe yer froat & noivesâŚ
Carinthia.xx
How kind, Carinthia xx I may take to wearing a face-covering while walking in the countryside.
Soo xx
A fetching veil appended to a daring little hat?
A Splendid Idea, Fishers!
Soo xx
âŚit will wash this buttered spider down nicely, and youâll soon be right as rain.
I have been and hunted suitable rocks to use as mermaid perches
And hunted new shoesies for the Bull
And the butcherâs where I got the weekâs meat and thence home
Via the battle bonk to dispose of evidence
Buttered spider
It was bound to happenâŚ
Soo xx
Also sovereign agin jaundice, dear Bee, so donât knock it.
Spiders are topmost in my mind at the moment. One the size of a smallish Labrador has taken up residence. I was going to say âof a Shetland ponyâ, but that would have been an exaggeration.
Iâm not swallowing that!
Do you have a spider catcher?
We find ours to be very useful.
Soo xx
Many people swear by them, I know.
I use a tumbler and some paper/card or a galvanised bucket and sheet of marine ply, depending ;- )
The advantage of the spider catcher is that it maintains a social distance between one and the intruder.
Soo xx
Fair point, little Bee.
Gxx
Transparent is good; it eliminates the nasty possibility that the spider may have scuttled sideways just as the receptacle went down and be sitting tittering under a bit of furniture as you manoeuvre the cardboard and teacup to the door and throw nothing whatever out into the garden.
Well at least itâs not the other way roundâŚ
I remember the Jumping Spiders of Woking. Put a pint glass over 'em and youâd hear a âtink tink tinkâ as they bounced off the top.
Not a âtink-flump-tink-flump-tink-flumpâ?
I think I got off lightly with the fly, frankly. Countinâ me blessinâs, I am.
Before the arrival of the spider catcher, I deployed the glass tumbler method as DD jumped onto a chair, shrieking. I noticed that it was fairly inactive and commented on this. DD pointed out that the spiderâs head was on one side of the glass while its bodyâŚ
Soo xx
You did. My father never forgot (and he had over 80 years in which to forget) the day a wasp flew into his open mouth. He never cycled with his mouth open again.