Spiderman, Spiderman

Hey guys.

It's a pretty cool 26° here today, although it's quite over cast so hard to believe it's that hot.

I'm waiting for my very own spiderman to come, actually, hope he doesn't come dressed as spiderman as I'm not sure I'll be able to keep my giggles in, and REALLY hope he doesn't come as a spider. 
That would definitely freak me out. 
He's due at 3.15 apparently it takes an hour to do the house and the garden then we have to vacate for an hour. 
I'm going to ask him very nicely if he will do the whole street, and the next few and possibly the town while he's at it. 
After spending the night with someone Sean works with and her family on Saturday night I am definitely NOT cured of scaries.  
Her husband is ex army and has a very good sense of humour (even better when talking to a very frightened English girl (that's me by the way) 
Anyway what started him and all his delightful stories about the horrible little critters were his 2 boys, Ob and his friend went off to play football while waiting for the fireworks to start. 
Ob comes back after about 10 minutes and says 'he's just been playing with a bird eating spider' whilst pointing at the middle child of the people we were there with. 
I freeze, look for an exit (we're at the lake so it's not looking good) and generally think oh my god. Meanwhile the child who was playing with said scary is excitedly telling his parents. 
Charmaine (who Sean works with) then says 'don't be silly, those spiders are this big' and holds her hands up a good 6 inches apart to demonstrate to her son he is wrong. 
I look at her husband and pathetically ask 'she is joking right?' 
He delights in the horror on my face and proceeds to talk about them for the next 15 mins. 
I do consider at this point whether to jump in the lake or not.
He's telling me how many they have at their house, how he catches them, the different types, and then just to really make his day.... A bat flies over that is so big I actually think it's batman. 
I duck and yelp he laughs and laughs, I look up gingerly and see my husband is also in stitches. 
Grrrr. 
I gave them both a stern look that just resulted in more laughs. 
Must be loosing my touch..
I am fearing for my hair at this point as I'd actually gone to the trouble of straightening it, now I'm not sure if bats do dive straight for your hair but it what's I've been told so I stood in fear for the rest of the night.  

Talking of fearing for my life (this is getting a bit of a theme to it now isn't it) 
I asked Sean to put on an Australian plug on something, which by the way had a European plug going into an English adaptor of which I had been using into an Australian adaptor (keeping up?) 
Anyway the wires he said were not colour coded so could go 50/50.
He said it will be alright,  he said he knew what he was doing....
I said 'will it kill me' 
'No' he says
'Will it give me a shock' I ask 
'Maybe' he said 
Right so I've got this potentially life threatening devise in my hand and I need to check it works. 
Does Sean offer to plug it in?
NOT one bit.
Anyway I plug it in and straight away the thing goes bang, I shout a random little word that begins with P whilst dropping the thing to the floor. 
Turn to Sean and ask if he's trying to kill me. 
His response 'well that was 50/50'
So I'm not entirely sure if he meant he was / is trying to kill me or the fact the plug may or may not have worked. 
Sigh. Head scratch.

And what also gets me wondering is the fact that he asked me to go back to Stromlo (after this time I am definitely NOT going there to cycle again) 
He does track 2 again leaving Ob and I to do track 1, which apart from being shorter it's still a bloody mountain. (I know, I know, what do I expect) 
Maybe I have amnesia and that's why I forgot the first horrible experience?
And NO its not my age. 
Anyway Ob is front on his bike which still has no brakes but now he seems to like that fact (typical boy) so he speeds off I try and follow him...... 
To find that he's gone.... as in gone..... its 6.30 pm getting cool and also becoming witching hour. 

Queue rescue images in my head again.
So I back track along the single track the wrong way and hope I don't meet anyone (or anything)
I eventually get to the truck and hope Ob's there but he's not.
Gulp.
Not to worry... he'll be here soon .....
So I wait, and wait, and wait. And after about 25 minutes he comes pootling along and says 'I just nearly ran into the biggest roo ever' with extreme proud ness in his voice
'And did you realise I wasn't behind you' I shriek
'Yeh' was all I got. Apparently he did wait but then decided to carry on.
He then spots how he can get up to the jumps and off he goes (on his bike with no brakes)
Fake smile 'enjoy ... be careful'
As another biker passes me to do the same jumps as Ob in FULL body armour.
Queue the 3rd rescue program to be aired.

Luckily no one got injured (although I did hurt my knee if anyone's interested,  after coming down a stupid trail that abruptly corkscrewed right with no warning (I went straight into the rock)

Sean had a good time and beat his last time so he was chuffed.


So once again. I vow I'm am NOT going to Stromlo to cycle ever again.


20 mins till spiderman is here.  yay.


Love to you all and hope you're all well

Xxxx

Have enclosed a lovely picture of the magnet spiderman just gave me. I almost punched him in the face with fright. I had just told him I AM SCARED OF EVERYTHING.

To his question of what bothers you the most.  

Maybe he was meaning in life, perhaps I should have said it annoys me that no one but me knows where the laundry room is in this house and it annoys me I can't find anything in the supermarket, or the fact that it annoys me that we haven't got Internet yet. 

The last picture is of a bush fire, when we were coming back from dreaded Stromlo we saw 2 helicopters, one was getting water from the lake. Nothing was reported on the news so can't have been very serious. 

I hope 

Now at the library as banned from being in the house for an hour after spiderman sprays the garden. Hope he's not stealing my shoes. Gulp.

He did however advise the chemicals he's spraying will draw them out (them being scaries) but not to worry they die straight away...... Most of them, he then goes on to admit. 

After a week they'll all be dead. 

Yay, and I'll able to sleep (I hope)