Hurrah forran Punctured Pisc.
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Isn’t being, well, watertight fairly crucial for a Fish?
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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 it’s still in my pharynx, although I have (with much retching) thoroughly investigated. Yuk.
Soo xx
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Yuk indeed, Soo
Do have some Gin, to soothe yer froat & noives…
Carinthia.xx
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How kind, Carinthia xx I may take to wearing a face-covering while walking in the countryside.
Soo xx
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A fetching veil appended to a daring little hat?
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A Splendid Idea, Fishers!
Soo xx
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…it will wash this buttered spider down nicely, and you’ll soon be right as rain.
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I have been and hunted suitable rocks to use as mermaid perches
And hunted new shoesies for the Bull
And the butcher’s where I got the week’s meat and thence home
Via the battle bonk to dispose of evidence
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Buttered spider 
It was bound to happen…
Soo xx
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Also sovereign agin jaundice, dear Bee, so don’t 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 ‘of a Shetland pony’, but that would have been an exaggeration.
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I’m not swallowing that!
Do you have a spider catcher?
We find ours to be very useful.
Soo xx
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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 ;- )
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The advantage of the spider catcher is that it maintains a social distance between one and the intruder.
Soo xx
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Fair point, little Bee.
Gxx
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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.
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Well at least it’s not the other way round…
I remember the Jumping Spiders of Woking. Put a pint glass over 'em and you’d hear a “tink tink tink” as they bounced off the top.
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Not a “tink-flump-tink-flump-tink-flump”?
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I think I got off lightly with the fly, frankly. Countin’ me blessin’s, 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 spider’s head was on one side of the glass while its body…
Soo xx
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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.
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