Saturday morning....
We lay in bed and watched a spider abseiling up and down from the ceiling for about an hour then we sent it outside to play.
Himself told me the neighbours had a big fight last night, and when I went outside to put the spider out in the front yard, there was a note on my neighbour's door, saying 'Peter, there's a letter for you in my mailbox'.
What would you do?
No, what would you want to do? The correct behaviour is obvious, of course.
But still...
Apologies for the previous post, I think I left the middle bit of what I was trying to say out.
And now I can't remember what I was thinking about.
I must be getting old.
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