As we wave goodbye to the last few days of August and, therefore, summer (sob), we’re turning our attention to what autumn has in store for us. While we love us a cardi and a cosy night in, we’re not such big fans of the dropping mercury and darker evenings, But even that pails in comparison to what is perhaps the biggest peril of autumn: spiders.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’