Good morning. Michael12 and all!
There I was in the kitchen this morning at about 6, ready for work at 7, merrily making a mug of PG Tips; the kettle was boiling away happily while I was adding milk, a tea bag and 2 saccharin to the mug.
For some reason I can't explain, I looked up, and guess what was clinging to the ceiling JUST INCHES ABOVE MY HEAD? My arch-enemy, Sid the Spid! I screamed so loud the cops in the Siberian mountains thought there was a vicious murder taking place!
I didn't walk out of the kitchen; I teleported in 0.0 seconds! Straight to the bedroom where I have my mini-kitchen and made a cuppa from there! Chief Miles O'Brien would have been very impressed with my velocity! Star Trek fans will know who I mean!
Sid the Spid, I REFUSE to let you stop me making a cuppa before a long work shift, so do all of us arachnophobics a favour and twiddle off!
See you all later!