Earlier this evening I was suddenly seized with a craving for serious chocolate. I had no luck with my attempt to send Adam on a mission to the Guylian Cafe before he came home so when he got here, after 11pm, I decided to head out to the supermarket myself.
Look, I wouldn’t have gone if we hadn’t also been in dire need of sandwich meat and fruit so it’s not quite as bad as it sounds.
My hunt for serious chocolate was a success, I now have a box of fancy Lindt morsels and they were even on sale. I haven’t opened them yet because I had to tell you all this story first.
Are you fascinated so far?
I got home, got out of the car, juggled 2 bags of shopping, 2 Macca’s coffees and a Macca’s sundae (for Adam), managed to lock the car and then started walking across the footpath towards our garden. I was anticipating the need to dodge the resident bug catcher at the beginning of the path when suddenly my eyes refocused on a point approximately 3 inches from my nose.
A point which was occupied by a dangling, wriggling, eight legged giant which I had come thiiiiis close to walking into nose first in the dark. She was twice the size of the lovely lady I photographed on Tuesday morning and was just starting to build her web. I stopped abruptly, recoiled, swore, did not spill the coffees and then continued on down the front path examining the air in front of my nose at every step.
And now I don’t feel even remotely sleepy.
Ye gods am I glad I didn’t walk straight into her.