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    Put my gardening gloves on yesterday afternoon, felt something tickling the back of my hand when out popped the biggest, hairiest and meanest looking eight-legged beasty you've ever seen

    The glove got flung into my neighbour's garden along with aforementioned incy-wincy, said neighbour popped her head out of the door to see if I was ok because I yelled so loud and I developed OCD and washed my hands about 10 times!!

    Then spent last night having nightmares about spiders in the bed and beat my OH up in my sleep at one point thinking he was the mother spider out of arachnophobia!

    Not that I'm scared of them or anything......
    Live for something or die for nothing

  • #2
    What a wuss. I'm not scared of them either, the reason my OH has to check every pair of wellies, plant-pot, and seed tray (and now every gardening glove!) before I'll use it is because I'm just far too busy to do it myself.
    Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.

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    • #3
      It's weird really as I'm not usually bothered by them in the garden even at close quarters <makes herself sound tough> but I'm petrified of them if they're in the house lol

      I think it was just the shock of seeing these dirty great hairy legs appearing out of the glove that made me squeal.

      Oh look, a pig flying over a frozen hell hahahaha
      Live for something or die for nothing

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      • #4
        Originally posted by everdream78 View Post
        It's weird really as I'm not usually bothered by them in the garden even at close quarters <makes herself sound tough> but I'm petrified of them if they're in the house lol
        Me too. I think there are two distinct kinds of s....s.....sp....s.....those things with the legs. The sort which live in the garden and run away when they see you and the sort which live in the house and that sit in baths, walk over ceilings just as you're settled doing something, and that generally lurk in a menacing sort of way. The indoor type can also home in on an arachnaphobe from half a mile away, but will then hide until said person is alone in the house, before emerging and allowing themselves to be seen, initially only from the eye corner. And how do they always manage to position themselves between you and the nearest exit?
        Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.

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        • #5
          that post just made me shudder...! I have a real problem with the big black ones we get in our house in the autumn, there are whole colonies living here and I become quite irrational around them. I even found one crawling around my underwear drawer once and seriously lost it, I couldn't sleep in the same room but was convinced every room was just as bad because I have found them in every room. I didn't sleep well for a long time and had to check under the bed every night etc...

          so...I would probably pass out if one crawled out of my gardening glove and think your scream and fling was a very mild reaction

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          • #6
            URGH! I have goose pimples just thinking about it. Think I would have to have the whole shed replaced!
            I had 2 lots of therapy and am STILL terrified! lol

            Do they serve a purpose on the planet? Surely there are other creatures that can eat the flies??

            janeyo

            makes def mental note to ALWAYS shake the gardeing gloves.

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            • #7
              I don't really mind spiders, but that really gave me the willies!!

              We used to have a big one that lived under the TV cabinet when I was a kid. It would come out every night, run past the dogs nose and then back under the cupboard. Until the dog got fed up and ate it.
              Kirsty b xx

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              • #8
                Now this is big.
                YouTube - Salmon Pink Bird Eater Tarantula ... again
                The river Trent is lovely, I know because I have walked on it for 18 years.
                Brian Clough

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                • #9
                  Was it on this forum that someone posted a picture of a wall clock with spider's legs sticking out EITHER SIDE???
                  That gave me nightmares, the next picture with the owner of the legs revealed was even worse....
                  I think it was from an American website thank goodness.
                  Sue

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by bubblewrap View Post
                    Now that's just sick to post that - it's morbid fascination, I'm terrified but I have to watch!
                    Live for something or die for nothing

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                    • #11
                      A song about a spider

                      YouTube - The Who - Boris the Spider
                      The river Trent is lovely, I know because I have walked on it for 18 years.
                      Brian Clough

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                      • #12
                        Um. look at the piccies of the FOD meet. Wellie has a SERIOUS spider on her wall!!!

                        Logically I have no problems with spiders. They eat the creepy crawlies that I don't want. Having said that, I've had to become brave since Brian died and deal with them myself. I don't want them dead, I just don't want them!!! I'm not scared of snakes, rats, mice etc but the way spiders move euugh! And the ones that wear hobnail boots across the lounge floor .
                        "I prefer rogues to imbeciles as they sometimes take a rest" (Alexander Dumas)
                        "It is neccessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live" (also Alexandre Dumas)
                        Oxfordshire

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                        • #13
                          OMG don't get me started on spiders.

                          I was skipping merrilly along the path from the beach to the hotel on holiday in Oz...
                          When I ran into what appeared to be yellow fishing line...Except that it was sticky...
                          Girly shrieking and much flailing of arms ensued as I realised that I had become ensnared...

                          And there in the undergrowth it crept away.... A golden orb spider.

                          I'd post a link but cannot face the thought of seeing one again.

                          So here's some clues...Body Of Size Ball Cricket

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                          • #14
                            Urgh.. this thread just brought back a seriiously unpleasant incident from the other day.. having my morning cuppa in a dopey fashion friday am, nearing the bottom of my cup i spot a straggly looking object.. At first I assume it's some rosemary or lavender (I have some hanging to dry in the kitchen and bedroom so it appears in strangely places occassionally) so I don't worry and potter down stairs to pour away the remains of the now lukewarm tea.. you can see where this is going can't you? pour it away and the sticky strangly object reveals itself to be a VERY dead spider and I shriek so loud that my boyfriend comes dashing out of the bathroom to see whats up and has to remove the welded to the bottom of the cup spider carcass for me (thus dashing my hopes it may has fallen in when i'd nearly finished). The Poor thing must have been boiled alive when i dropped a teabag on it's head and doused it in boiling water in my half asleep way.. spider tea.. horrible horrible thought..
                            I have a dream:
                            a dream that, one day, chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned.

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                            • #15
                              Oh, Becca. I really, really wish you hadn't shared that.
                              Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.

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