Sounds cozy - Ill bring a bottle - for me that is and whatever you want!!!
I same this MASSSSSSIIIIIVE spider the other day. I was at an off plan but finished property, I had a keen buyer and it looks good, so there is me, the buyer, buyers father in law (yes yes I know) the agent with the key and both owners of the apartment. In the lounge as we are looking around and trying to see past the dust I spy this round shape, about the size of a 10p peice above the patio doors. Being eternally nosey, without saying anything (you know, in case its a hole in the wall and then the buyers will be slightly put off by the extremely good and thoughtful design idea for aircon) I slowly waltzed over.
From 3 feet away I became aware of long, long stringy things stuck to the round shape. Then I realised those 10 inch long stringy things were its legs!
I thought on my feet - only just as I was about to faint - started sweating with the hairs raising on the back of my neck, never mind anywhere else, and backed off with a sickly smile on my face.
Luckily a while later only one of the owners noticed it and didnt say anything otherwise I would have had to kick her not to bring it to the attention of the buyers!!!!!
Im still shaking and have goosebumps thinking about it
Oh and to lead on from that, when I first came out here with hubby number 1 (he now back in UK), we were in my parents Villa that hadnt been occupied for over 11 years! One day after shopping I suddenly saw this ginormous spider on the back door. Big strong darkhaired blueyed rugger playing hubby SCREAMED and left ME to sort it out! I got a pint glass and this just fitted over the thing, but this had big think hairy legs
And it had a mate hiding in the bathroom. Dont think I slept all night that night.
Best scarey thing to happen in our house at th time we moved here was we bought a chair at the car boot sale. Nice big and comfy. We have no sat tv opting (very cleverly we thought at the time) to listen to spanish TV to help our language. Well with 2 young kids and listening to the Flintstones in dubbed spanish made me realise how much I liked reading.
So one evening, brats in bed, hubby also gone to sleep Im still reading when I hear this lound crunching sound. The villa was in a dead quiet place so I went around the room, hackles rising as to what this could be. After all it could have been zombies, or a flesh eating child cos Ive seen them around.
My imagination was making my heart pound so I decided to run and get to bed under the covers.
Told hubby about it the next day and he laughed, accusing me of drinking too much (for once I was actually nearly sober!) Anyway that night - it was about 6 weeks after moving to Spain-I was at work, waitressing in Fuengirola.
I came home around 1am to find the chair chucked out on the driveway!!! Turns out it was probably woodworm, but who cares - it wasnt staying around long enough.
Oh the good old days....................