More spiders...

So Tim has had to leave for work at 5 am every morning for the last 2 weeks:

"You can't go to work tomorrow, have a lie-in with me" I say, because tomorrow is a Saturday and the stupid course shouldn't run on a Saturday.

"I have to go"

"You can't, I need you in the mornings, you weren't here to get rid of a spider this morning"

"Where was it?"

"In the bathroom, on the floor"

"What did you do?"

"Sat on the toilet with my feet in the air"

"How big was it?"

"Massive"

"Was it smaller than a drawing pin?"

"erm.... maybe!"