Re: Another true Sixties Tale
- From: sum1@xxxxxxxxxx (Ian)
- Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2008 13:01:30 +0100 (BST)
lovebirds1201@xxxxxxxxxxx wrote:
I lived with my older brother and two of my Uncles. One is 9 years older....
The house was so bad that there were cracks where the kitchen floor met the
walls. No heat, no A/C. In the winter I had one of those oil filled plug
in heaters to warm my room. In the summer spiders would be all over. I
don't know how I kept them out of my room but I remember sitting on the
couch with my feet up watching the garden spiders run around. We had a lot
Hey, that was a wild and crazy household to grow up in! Never a dull
moment...
No air conditioning? That is unimaginable. How did you survive the
summers?
We seem to both grown up in relative poverty; from down there, you
can only go upwards!
Now these eight-legged monsters would have had me running from that
house, never to return: I have had a horror of the things for as
long as I can remember. Which, in Britain, is irrational as the
indigenous ones there are harmless to humans and do not come in very
large sizes. One species, the house spider, lives in houses, between the
walls, in the cellar, in the loft. I kiled them instantly on sight, with
revulsion and loathing.
I have had the house sprayed indoors every three months since arriving
here, as I knew the ones here are dangerous.
I think I may have been bitten twice: first time, about 2 years ago, I
was fiddling about just outside the garage door with a hose reel
I'd just bought, where the outside tap is and then, as the housekeeper
was going to her car, she came rushing back and brushed violently at my
left shoulder. Then I heard her stamping on the floor. Seemed she'd
spotted an arachnid on my shoulder. Considering my phobia, I'd have
expected that I'd have gone running round screaming and carrying on,
but I just made some casual remark. Later I found a small pimple like
bump on my left wrist, where it must have taken a nip at me.
Second time,in bed, my right leg was suddenly seized by what I thought
was severe cramp. Had to get up and walk about to make it go.
Then a day or two later, I noticed a kind of scab had formed half way up
my leg on the outside. It took ages to go away. I showed it to the GP one
day and he asked if I'd been bitten by a spider.
Oh horrors! Was one in bed with me?
If it was one, it's difficult to see how it got in as the bug screens on
the windows are all intact and the doors are kept closed.
--
Ian
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