The Uninvited Guest
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“I must get rid of that dust ball” Kate thought as she made her way to the bathroom but had forgotten 5 minutes later as she nestled under the warm quilt.
The next morning Kate went downstairs, switching off the house alarm as she went. Kate gathered the porridge and milk and set it to cook. and then switched on the ever ready kettle for the first of many cuppas.
Finally she could retrieve the newspaper.
“I wonder will it actually be in the post box this morning? Or perhaps lying sodden in the grass or even hidden underneath the car.”
Kate never knew where she would find the paper. Now that she didn’t get stressed about it she looked forward to the daily hunt. “
Well would you believe it, the newspaper was nestled in the post box, what a rarity” she chuckled to herself.
Kate was laying the breakfast table when she remembered that dust ball she had seen during the night.
“Now how could I have seen that dustball without my specs.” Kate wondered as she went up the stairs to the landing. Then she turned around looked up to the ceiling above the stairwell and screamed. “Oh bloody Norah, a spider”she roared. “What the hell are you doing in here?”
Kate took out her phone to see it more clearly and that hadn’t been such a good idea. She saw everything so clearly.
“Why couldn’t those bloody spiders stay outside where they are supposed to be?” She thought.
“How in the hell am I supposed to get rid of you up there? Just warning you that if you so much as touch the carpet, you are dead. Mind you I probably wouldn’t even see you on the carpet. Oh my word that is even worse.”
Kate sped down the stairs in case the spider fell. Never mind a cup of tea, it's a large mug of good coffee. She switched on the coffee machine and in no time she was wrapping her hands around a nug of coffee, the smell helping her calm down.
“How in the hell am I going to get rid of that big disgusting interloper?”. The question kept coming back to her everytime she had to go up those stairs and pass beneath the interloper.
Later that evening Kate had to retrieve her e-reader form her bedside table. She needed a good read. Looking up into the stair well she noticed that the interloper had moved. “
What”?Where is he? “Looking around she saw it just above the landing window.
“Just brilliant, yet another place I can't get to you.”
Kate had been painting the back bedroom so had moved everything into boxes and onto the landing and even into the bath.
“ That spider catcher is too small and far too short for this monster.”
Kate looked into the upstairs rooms looking for inspiration. Finally, she opened the “hot press”. There was her trusty dyson with a long nozzle. No wires. She switched on the motor after detaching the brush from the long nozzle. She carefully moved to nozzle up the wall very gradually.Then over the intruder. Keeping the motor running Kate raced down the stairs. She fumbled with the hall door but finally yanked it open. The security light came on as she switched off the motor and opened the cylinder.The intruder was dumped into the grass.”
“Don’t you bother coming back she shouted. Tell your mates they aren’t welcomed either.”
Kate closed the hall door and with a big sigh went upstairs to leave the machine back into the press. Grinning, she realised that she had a new way of getting rid of spiders. The chestnuts were not a deterrent even though all the experts said they were. “
No it will be dyson to the rescue every time”.
A few minutes later Kate sat down with a wee glass of cointreau and delved into another “Bellingwood “ book quite content knowing that the intruder had been removed.