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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson


Last night, while I was on the phone, I looked to my left and saw a massive spider staring up at me from the carpet. When I say 'massive', I am of course exaggerating. It can't have been more than two or three foot high, but it terrified the life out of me. And it was looking at me funny. Quick as a flash that moves very slowly and quietly across a room so as not to startle the demon spider that had obviously crawled up from the depths of hell, I picked up a phone book and calmly threw it on top of the monster. Both the dog and my sister looked up at me in surprise as I then performed the dance of the truly icked out, stood on top of a chair and begged Edel to stand on top of the phone book "just to make sure".

This morning, stepping out of the shower, I pulled a muscle in the back of my neck that has meant that, up until about an hour ago, I haven't been able to turn my head to the left.

Coincidence, or something more sinister? You decide...

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