'What's the point?' and other stories
I went to pick up my little sis from the airport last night - her flight was due in at 5.55pm. However, it was close to 11pm before she emerged at arrivals! The bad weather and lightning prevented the plane from landing, and they had to go to Gatwick to refuel before coming back to Heathrow. It was pelting it down!
I went to run a bath last night, and someone had left a bucket in there. I went to take it out, and in the corner of eye, noticed something black in there, about the size of a tennis ball. My first thought was that someone had left a wad of hair in it, but then it MOVED! Eeeeeep! I have never dropped anything as fast as that bucket! Thankfully it landed back into the bath because inside it, was the biggest spider I have ever seen in my entire life! It had legs as thick and as long as pencils* and hairier than my legs in winter**! Imagine I had dropped it on the floor..?? It doesn't even bear thinking about..
Thankfully, there was someone else in the house who wasn't afraid of squishing it (there's no way I would have allowed them to simply throw it out of a window, in case it came back in, or even worse, made huge spider babies!) otherwise I would still be unwashed***! Phew!
Following the discussion about Arabic women on Olivia's blog, here's something to make you giggle on this dreary Friday:
I went to run a bath last night, and someone had left a bucket in there. I went to take it out, and in the corner of eye, noticed something black in there, about the size of a tennis ball. My first thought was that someone had left a wad of hair in it, but then it MOVED! Eeeeeep! I have never dropped anything as fast as that bucket! Thankfully it landed back into the bath because inside it, was the biggest spider I have ever seen in my entire life! It had legs as thick and as long as pencils* and hairier than my legs in winter**! Imagine I had dropped it on the floor..?? It doesn't even bear thinking about..
Thankfully, there was someone else in the house who wasn't afraid of squishing it (there's no way I would have allowed them to simply throw it out of a window, in case it came back in, or even worse, made huge spider babies!) otherwise I would still be unwashed***! Phew!Following the discussion about Arabic women on Olivia's blog, here's something to make you giggle on this dreary Friday:
What's the point..?
Now, how do they eat..? *giggles*
* I may be exaggerating slightly, but not by much, 'cos it was HUUUGE!
** No exaggeration here
*** Okay, that's another exaggeration, as there's another shower, but you know what I mean
* I may be exaggerating slightly, but not by much, 'cos it was HUUUGE!
** No exaggeration here
*** Okay, that's another exaggeration, as there's another shower, but you know what I mean
As for that spider.. *shudder* I still have palpitations just thinking about it.
haha, I guess you missed the end of that discussion - that they lift the bottom flap on and shove the food in.
Grrr! Hard work, that is.
Yay Liv is back! Was it good? Hope you enjoyed yourself.
Life the bottom flap and shove it in, even when they're at home? Can't they take it off..?
OK, have you ever seen Arab women shopping? They are huge consumers of designer stuff (recall the women with Dior bags in the black limo last week) - but designer or no, I have been surprised to note the variety of clothing they buy. They wear nearly anything they want to, but it's for their husband's benefit and in competition with the other women in the family.
Their fashion show takes place at home, not on the street.
I just posted some pics of my Friday Ferry Crossing on my Blog
And I agree...what's the point??
I is busy busy busy at work and haven't had a minute to myself outside of work since last week :( I have lots of bitchy things to blog about but they might to come later, if at all. Hope you're all good and fine and well. Lots of love xx