Posted by spero
on Sat 9 Jun 07, 11:15 PM to spero's blog.
Last night I remembered to do something that most nights that I don't normally remember to do before I retire for the night and that's shut the main downstairs window that opens onto the small front garden. I tend to leave the downstairs window open all day and it's not until I am lying awake in the middle of the night that I suddenly decide to worry about whether or not I have shut the downstairs window. The problem is that because I so rarely do remember to close the window, when I actually do close it, it becomes such a clear image in my mind that I have actually closed the window that I make myself believe that I have closed it, even when I haven't. Does that make sense?
(Ed: Not really but do continue.)
Or perhaps I'm lazy and don't want to get out of bed in the middle of the night only to find that on checking to see whether or not I have closed the window that I have cos that would be a waste of time spent in bed wouldn't it?
I know that one morning – having slept peacefully and soundly all night – that I will come downstairs to find that I've been visited by the local – and very quiet – burglars who've stolen everything from downstairs apart from a jar of marmite.
But on a couple of occasions that I haven't remembered to close the window and have come down stairs bleary eyed the next morning, I've found that a snail – or possibly snails – have entered the house via the open window. The attraction might be because of this:
..although I don't quite think it's quite in the stalker league, if I start to notice pairs of my underpants slowly creeping – as if by themselves- down the garden path I'll be sure to let you know.
And today for the life of me, even though I have searched the house, I can't find out where it / they are hiding. You would have thought that playing hide and seek or chase with snails might leave me with some advantages but they do seem to be playing a very clever game or perhaps I'm the one that's a little slow.
Thank you for reading
| 10 Jun 07, 8:52 AM DillyTante UK, 7 yrs  |
You won't, you know. Once I lived in a damp old house. Every morning, I'd find snail (or slug) trails all over the carpets downstairs. Enough for me to conclude they were having snail (or slug) parties, once I'd safely departed for my bed upstairs. I was a bit puzzled actually, as I wouldn't have thought that carpet was an attractive proposition for snails. I would have thought they'd get stuck... Anyway, even if I stayed up until dawn, they didn't appear if I was around. As I'm hospitable, I left beer out for them. It was ignored. This mystery went on for over a year, until eventually I found a very small hole in the skirting board, on an outside wall.
A small piece of Blu-tac, removed me instantly from the snail rave circuit
You're welcome. Thank you for writing
Dilly | ||
| 10 Jun 07, 11:11 AM spero UK, 11 yrs |
No signs this morning - however, I did remember to close the window last night. I did think to ask the the hall spiders if they had seen anything but I'm persona non grata with them at the moment after a rather regrettable incident last month with the hoover - apparently spiders don't regard getting sucked into a hoover - however accidentally - as akin to going on a ride at Alton Towers. ....following fluffy white clouds into all sorts of strange places....the last of a million kisses should be just as sweet as the first....Who am I? I am who I am, owner of george, the aspidistra... | ||
| 10 Jun 07, 2:38 PM DillyTante UK, 7 yrs |
Spiders are so easily offended aren't they? Mind you, after having recently ridden on a Waltzer for the first time in over twenty years, I'm inclined to see their point
Dilly |
