Today I did one of those totally pointless household chores, I retrieved "Dirty Harry" (that's my vacuum cleaner - have you ever cleaned one of those suckers - pun intended - out) hence the name, Dirty Harry lives in the dungeon he got banished there the day that he sucked with one end and spat it out the other, someone didn't replace the bag properly, so to the dungeon he went, I think he enjoys the dungeon as it's so difficult to retrieve him and he spends most of his time there doing nothing the lazy sucker.
I digress Dirty Harry and I had a lovely time, chasing spiders, spider webs and spider babies all over the joint, we hit the ceiling, the walls, the skirting and even under the bed, I took him outside (just for a change of scenery) and sucked up all evidence of spider occupation around my front door and entry. Eventually Dirty Harry burped and told me he's had enough and needed to be emptied, Dirty Harry wasn't the only one who'd had enough, but I still had to remove the spiders, webs and baby spiders from around the front of the house, which is the only part I care about on the outside of the house, after all it's the part everyone see's.
This is a totally pointless task as I said before, there was survivors of my mad killing spree and I noticed they'd hung a sign out on my mail box which read "To Let, ceiling, walls, skirting boards, under the bed, a couple of warm dark cupboards and a dungeon that rarely get's opened a small payment of spider droppings is all that is required".
from the lady that "downsized" to a bigger house, who has too much time on her hands.