OK you might also notice an Eyeball on the worktop
Today has seen the arrival
of a mancky and very battered Magpie in the garden, and a not quite so battered
Wood Pigeon. Now I suspect they have not been fighting each other but if they have
then the Magpie is rubbish at fighting, I mean wood Pigeons are not famed for
fighting and Magpies are cunning birds that will cheat and use rocks. I am not sure if either will survive and
trying to help the Magpie in particular is almost impossible, Magpies don’t
trust us humans for many reasons so getting close to one is a no no. OK the don’t not go out their way to make
themselves likeable but nature is a bastard.
However I have avoided
stooping to the low depths that nature in the raw can plummet to by painting
round a spider in the kitchen. Yes the little beast has laid its eggs not far
from the hob and was going to defend them to the end even against a huge great
human five millions times bigger than he/she was. I think it might be a she, a
chap would abandon the kids in that situation and do a runner for sure, which
as a chap would seem the logic thing to do.
So it only seemed fair for me to rise about the basic instincts of
nature and paint round it and the eggs in order to give them all a fighting
chance of making through the winter to a new life in the spring. I have a habit
of saving wood lice and slugs and various other little critters at times so
some might say I am a foolish idiot who is not prepared to face the basic facts
of nature such as . . . . . Where does a bacon butty come from. . . . . . NO NO fingers in ears and shout hum hum hum diddle ping hum a lot is my
response to that one, bacon comes from the fridge in a packet and that is
enough for me.
The painting has gone to
plan and the kitchen is now 99.9% complete which I have worked out will mean
next August will finally get it all done with the exception of a small area the
size of a little spider and its eggs which by them I will have forgotten about
entirely much as I did in the hallway. Something that was pointed out to me, as
I carefully painting round the spider. I don’t think the spider in the hallway
was the same spider although come to think of it I don’t know what happened to
all the eggs once they hatched so maybe they are related. If I ever have to
face a huge Mutant Spider in a Gladiatorial Roman Arena in the future I know I
will be safe when I tell it of how I did not paint over his ancestors. OK it’s a long shot but Quantum Mechanics
says it could happen, so it just might.
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